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never clicked on this thread but noticed it was always in the top ten
so glad I did
its a joy to read:roll:
@sharongooner wrote:
being unable to stay up late cos I aint got work
it dont make sense and it aint fair!
I miss my late night waffles with rubes! x
I can’t get to sleep
I’ve tried.
even went to bed for the first time since sunday night
managed an hour of tossing and turning
and here I am again :roll:well it sure isn’t pop music :twisted:
this thread isnt about you having another dig at Morrissey Pete
most people would appear old to you hill
see Yvonne, underneath this uncouth exterior I have a little bit of culture trying to surface :D
and I’m a he :shock:
@the big hill wrote:
@rubyred wrote:
oooooh did someone mention kirky brandon ?? i have come over all peculiar now !
u’ve already got 1 of my posts taken off, now go away before u manage to ruin this 1 aswell.
stick with it hill
she’ll grow to love you
her first words to me were feck off:wink:
Loved that Yvonne
Half a league half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred:
‘Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns’ he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.‘Forward, the Light Brigade!’
Was there a man dismay’d ?
Not tho’ the soldier knew
Some one had blunder’d:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do & die,
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley’d & thunder’d;
Storm’d at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.Flash’d all their sabres bare,
Flash’d as they turn’d in air
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army while
All the world wonder’d:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro’ the line they broke;
Cossack & Russian
Reel’d from the sabre-stroke,
Shatter’d & sunder’d.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley’d and thunder’d;
Storm’d at with shot and shell,
While horse & hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro’ the jaws of Death,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wonder’d.
Honour the charge they made!
Honour the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred!Loved this for over 30 years
