Once more unto the breach, dear town, once more

[Red Red Boy]

Done before a long time ago. Reg will remember. Cheers Will.

 
Once more unto the breach, dear Town, once more;
Or close the goal up with our Swindon dead.
Off pitch there's nothing so becomes a team
As modest stillness and humility:
But when the blast of the whistle blows in your ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger;
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage;
Then lend the opposition a terrible aspect;

Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide,
Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit
To his full height. On, on, you noblest Swindon.

Dishonour not your mothers; now attest
That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you.
Be better now than players of grosser blood,
And teach them how to play. And you, good supporters,
Whose limbs were made in Swindon, show us here
The mettle of your pasture; let us swear
That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not;
For there is none of you so mean and base,
That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
Straining upon the start. The game's afoot:
Follow your spirit, and upon this charge
Cry 'God for Malpas, Swindon, and Saint Don'

[flammableBen]

The cling and a clang
It's the metal in my head when I walk
I hear a sort of - this tinging noise
Cling clang, the cling clang
So many things happen while walking

The metal in my head kind of clinks as I walk
Freaks my balance out
So the natural thought
It's just clogged up total clogged up
And I need to unplug these dams and make the natural flow

It sort of freaks me out,
We need to unplug the dams,
You cannot stop the natural flow of thought,
With a cling and a clang.

[leefer]

Very interesting...i write a a fair bit of the rhyming variety...even entered a few comps lately.

[Arriba]

did the spelling get minus points?

[leefer]

No    coz ize gets the computer to duz things like that.