[naturalman1975]

If there's a trip one way, he said,
Into battle grim for me,
Don't let them say when I am dead:
He died to save democracy;
Nor let them say: He fought to free
Enslaved nations, white or brown;
Just print these simple words for me:

He would not let his cobbers down.

[DieHard the Hunter]

Thankyou for your service, cobber.

They shall not grow old
As we that are left grow old;
Age shall not weary, nor they years contemn;
At the going down of the sun
And in the morning
We shall remember them.