On Tue, 11 Jul 2000, Matt Swafford wrote:
> To bring an artistic flair to the evening, I am underwriting a 500cr
> prize for the attendee who writes and performs the best poem celebrating the
> glories of France during the past year. I and two other anonymous gentlemen
> will serve as judges for the contest, the prize to be awarded at 12:15 a.m.,
> January 1, 1672.
Dear Sir,
I would like to perform the following poem which I overheard during last
campaign. I think it would fits the occasion well. Though I did not write
the poem myself, if I would gain the honour of gaining the prize money, I
would use it to organize a celebration in honour of the noble poet who
was killed shortly afterwards in battle:
We march to an old tune
of clinking bloody crowns
fighting foreign wars
in cities, ports and towns
At dusk we set our camp
at dawn we give our thanks
soon we are in battle
closing broken ranks
The enemy falls around us
our swords cut left and right
we'll slay all day if we have to
or fight on through the night
Comes the end of another battle
it's time to bury our dead
save the loot for a house by the river?
we'd rather get noticed instead!
Major Chevalier Zac Zilvain, Cardinals Guard
Aid of the Crown Prince
