They in their black battalion go,
Fit to weep, dressed to kill, to the chapel on the hill,
Through the wind and the blistering snow,
Unafraid, undisguised, to put pennies in his eyes,
The twist of a grin, the whiskers on his chin,
Hide the teeth of a giant, broken, yellow and defiant,
His bones lay crossed, he’ll no be back,
He arrived in screaming pink, now he’ll leave in silent black.
Cheer up ye lousy cadgers, I’ll no be missed,
I’ve given ye all the day off work & leave to hit the piss,
So tart me up in finery & put me to the flame,
Don’t plant me in the ground tho’ for fear I’ll grow again!
I know each & every line on your chiselled ugly faces,
yellow
wheezing
waltzing
virgin
twist
tired
unafraid
their
urgent
teeth
taunts
sweet
whiskers
surely
strong
sneezing
sinners
secrets
yourself
roads
river
rattler
plough
pennies
missed
malevolent
suffocate
lousy
could
dressed
farting
noses
coughing
burning
tunes
growing
hearted
clowns
ghosts
cloud
chapel
blood
slappers
broken
weeks
villainous
before
beasts
chiselled
farewell
charms
battalion
rotten
again
through
bones
blistering
arrived
bloated
black
defiant
these
choking
ticks
plant
blind
silent
cheer
soiled
crossed
treats
ground
prepare
every
fellows
sacrificial
pissing
hollow
finery
tricks
flame
stout
screaming
flowed
hounds
fruit
nervous
giant
repent
faces
given
goners
goodbye
laces
leave
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