The captain before me did stand,
And said "Ogg as you are to hand,
You will volunteer
To bring us back here
a package from in no nan's land."

location plans of great import,
Lay there in the place where we fought,
Before the retreat,
A minor defeat.
He explained where these plans could be sought.

So I stumbled out into the night,
And there in the tracer shells' light,
The briefcase I found,
Lying there on the ground,
And ran back with all of my might.

"These details of all our supplies,
On which our success sure relies,
You've recovered," said he,
Then he looked up at me,
But I stared back at him with surprise.

I'd gone out in that turmoil and strife,
Where the bullets and shell-fire was rife.,
For freight warehouse maps,
not great whorehouse snaps!
For this I had risked my dear life.

Tiddy.

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Last updated: Mon, 13 Sep 1999.