The Death of Joe HillJoe Hill was shot down
By firing squad, they did it
Do not mourn for him
Joe Hill is dead now
But like Jesus he lives on
In our hearts and minds
Joe Hill left his will
He did not ask us to kill
But to Organise
General BarrowTell me my friend did you ever hear the old war tale
Of the overlooked martial hero whose great prides made him fail?
Of whom do I speak you ask, is it about Custer
Or some French General who was prone to boasts and bluster?
Neigh, I speak of Herculean hero or dapper chap
I speak of one who wore braces and was in need of a cap.
Its Grimsby’s own dear son General Barrow
The poor sod who met his end in a field quite fallow.
He thought he could take on Soviet Tanks
By aping the tactics made famous by Yanks.
On the plains of Germany’s heartland he did send
His army determined was he to kick Ivan’s rear end.
Alas though his strategy soon went to cropper
So impatient was he that he led from the front in a chopper.
His pilot was good; he weaved and dodged the enemy flack
Unfortunately the chopper was soon shot in the back.
The chopper soon found itself fighting gravity
The bleak situation robed the pilot of his levity.
Inevitably the chopper crashed
And with it NATO’s
The Winter of Our DiscontentEngland is a land rich in many things
Perhaps is most famous for its long line of Kings.
Alas, the history of the Crown is not all Summer Wine
Many of its chapters are about the wintry reign of Swine.
From bloody Queens from the North
To Tyrants whom brought misery forth.
But one vile despot it now appears
Was unfairly maligned by his peers.
His time was short a mere two years
But history still echoes his enemy’s jeers.
After a lance took his horse and life
They carved body and fame with a bloodied Knife.
Tis poor Richard of York I speak of
The thespians jeer and mock up.
The Tudors famous for gluttony
Constructed an elaborate forgery.
By making poor Richard a monster
They forever blackened the name Gloucester.
The Tudors had their reasons I’m sure
To end England’s most thorny of war.
Still it’s quite a happy convenience
Their deception gave Henry the Regence.
Still as they say blood and truth will out
Perhaps we’ll see the end of the Ricardian rout.