(With apologies to Rudyard Kipling)
I’ve fought many wargames acrost the years,
An’ some of ’em was good an’ some was not;
But when it comes to ‘exes an’ new frontiers,
Koger’s Age o’ Rifles was the finest o’ the lot.
It’s a daisy, it’s a ducky, it’s a lamb,
It’s an injia-rubber idiot on the spree,
It’s the on’y title that doesn’t give a damn
For a Regiment o’ British Infantree!
So ‘ere’s to you, Age o’ Rifles, an’ your battles so diverse;
Though you’re o’er-bloody, an’ your retreats can be perverse,
I gives you your certificate, an’ if you want it signed,
I’ll come an’ ‘ave a romp with you whenever you’re inclined. Read the rest of this entry »