Sunday, December 21, 2008

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

We’re gonna hang out our washing on the Siegfried Line
But mother, can you check if the weather’s still fine
Do a quick recce and tell me if it’s breezy
I’ll tell the quartermaster that drying it will be easy

5 comments:

Sandi McBride said...

I fully expected a second verse, rhyming but far worse than the first
a little Chattanooga Choo Choo
and we'd go a little coo coo...

I always did hate doing laundry. But it could be fun done this way.
Sandi

SandyCarlson said...

Go ahead, put it on the line
Your socks and drawers will be just fine!
Let the quartermaster do the inventory--
Your laundry's clean; do not worry!

Lee said...

I doubt the quartermaster would approve that act.
Telling the enemy of our presence is not good tact.
Breezy or not, dirty clothes are just fine.
Better than the fighting along the Siegfried line.

Sandi McBride said...

I know I know it's not a train...but the whole point is foolishness, is it not?
Sandi

Moannie said...

Am I going to join in this foolishness? You betcha!

The gang's all here, so do their's too
There is only muck and bullets and bomb hole just for you.
What's a dirty undershirt, forget your smelly state
Leave the Siegfried line right where it is and get back to your mate.