The Charge of the Light Verse Brigade... I’m Lovin’ it. Many thanks, my dear lady. I accept the honors. Does this make me “Sir” RTO?
Forward, the Light Verse Brigade!”
Was there a FReeper betray’d?
Not tho’ the troller knew
His foolery had blunder’d:
Their’s not in fraud or lie,
Their’s not of treason, high,
Their’s to slew with wisdom sly:
Into the gallery of jest
Wrote the six hundred.
3.
Patriots to right of them,
McCaniacs to left of them,
Clintons in front of them
Volley’d and thunder’d;
Storm’d at with snot and shrill,
Boldly they keyed verse well,
Into the jaws of Jest,
Into the mouth of Hillary
Wrote the six hundred...
A Thousand pardons Lord Tennyson.
I suspect thou shalt rise rapidly in the ranks of the FR Light Verse Brigade.
When can our glory fade?
Oh, the wild verse we've made
Honor the poems we've made
Honor the Light Verse Brigade
All the Dems wonder as we tear them asunder
And serve them Kool-Aid
Leni