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This day is called the the feast of the great penis thread rebellion: He that outlives this day, and comes safe home, Will stand a tip-toe when the day is named, And rouse him at the name of the great penis thread rebellion. He that shall live this day, and see old age, Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours, And say 'To-morrow is the feast of the great penis thread rebellion:' Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars. And say 'These wounds I had on the great penis thread rebellion day.' Old men forget: yet all shall be forgot, But he'll remember with advantages What feats he did that day: then shall our names. Familiar in his mouth as household words Maddy of McCall, Bridgit and KitchenWitch, Datasuspect and GoPxUx, Graywarrior and bicentennial_baby, Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd. This story shall the good man teach his son; And the great penis thread rebellion shall ne'er go by, From this day to the ending of the world, But we in it shall be remember'd; We few, we happy few, we band of brothers; For he to-day that sheds his blood with me Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile, This day shall gentle his condition: And gentlemen in England now a-bed Shall think themselves accursed they were not here, And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks That fought with us upon the great penis thread rebellion.
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