Quail Army Song

QUAIL ARMY SONG I don’t know but I’ve been told No quail born ever gets old It’s plain that we gotta fight For each and ev’ry God-given right To be quails and not hors d’oeuvres It’s simply what we all deserve We want quail houses with double glazing Is that so very amazing? And quail babies and quail mortgages; And not to end up as quail sausages; To pick up our old-age quail pension, And not even have to mention Ignominiously turning up In a French mustard dip, Like uncle Bert who met an early death As pate on a singing soldier’s breath : “47 Chevy and a tankful of gas,* Quail liver pate kinds tastes like grass”. ……………………………………………………… *Plagiarised from HEARTBREAK RIDGE movie (From my collection of Bird Poetry and Other Pretensious Crap"