> Lunar experts may wish to substitute more accurate rank titles.
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> THE YOUNG LUNAR SQUADDIE
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> (as suggested by Peter Metcalfe - with apologies to Rudyard Kipling)
:) Here's a diatrbie by the Pogues against the British Empire, which maps quite well. Especially as its written from the Celtic/Orlanthi perspective, and sung to the fiddle:
SONG: Medley
As I was walking down the road
A feeling fine and larky oh
A recruiting sergeant came up to me
Says he you'd look fine in crimson oh
For the Emperor is in need of men
Come read this proclamation oh
A life in Oraya for you then
Would be a fine vacation now
That maybe so says I to him
But tell me sergeant dearie-oh
If I had a pack stuck upon my back
Would I look fine and cheerie oh
For they'd have you train and drill until
They had you at one of the Nomads oh
It may be warm in Oraya
But it's draughty in the fortress oh
The sergeant smiled and winked his eye
His smile was most provoking oh
He twiddled and twirled his wee moustache
Says he I know you're only joking oh
For the granite walls are warm and high
The wind you won't feel blowing oh
Well I winked at a cailin passing by
Says I what if it's snowing oh
Come rain or hail or wind or snow
I'm not going out to Oyara oh
There's fighting in Boldhome to be done
Let your Sergeants and your Commanders go
Let Lunar men fight Lunar wars
It's nearly time they started oh
I saluted the Sergeant a very good night
And there and then we parted oh
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