Nelson went to battle,
Against the French one day,
And saw three ships a coming
Right along his way.
“Fetch my Red Coat Hardy,
So that if I get a wound,
The blood won’t show upon me
And ship’s company will stay sound”.
He beat those damned bad Frenchies
And sent his coat below,
Then sailed across the sea
In wind and rain and snow.
Another group of French ships,
Total thirty so it seemed,
And Hardy brought the coat again
Duly pressed and smart and cleaned.
Once more he saw the Frenchies off
With cunning, guile and power,
To him there’s no way he’d give in
To that Gallic speaking shower.
Then across the horizon did he see
Three hundred ships bear down.
So again he called to Hardy;
“Fetch my trousers coloured brown!”
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 28th, 2017 01:26
- Comment from author about the poem: Something that may make you smile this fine day.
- Category: Humor
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Oohh heehee. Were we there? Did I muck it up again, for Nelsons' eye, like I did in 1066? Now why did I tell Harold to look up?!
No you told Hardy that Nelson said 'Kiss me Hardy' where in fact Nelson said "Kismet Hardy".
Ahh I wondered who mis-heard that bit about 'Kiss me Hardy'!
Thanks GF ~ very droll ! A colour for all reasons AMEN ~ BRIAN. Please visit my Solar HAIKU ~ thanks B
Thank you Brian and I will.
Now this made my day with a broad grin .
Glad about that, smiling is always good.
Excellent. Very entertaining.
Glad you enjoyed it, thank you.
Oh. Great write. The guy knows fashion for every situation.
Thank you WBL.
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