A Commander Deserted By Sleep

It was noon for Lady Amanda And in drove a Platoon Commander: Gerald Rutherford, full Lieutenant Many years back her Quiet Tenant... Now Military, still Great Manners, As though in defence of Great Banners, The two hoisted in front of his Jeep And a white he chose to close keep... Key off Jeep's Ignition box, a leap: He's had something robbing him Good Sleep "Yes, what's it that you want, Commander?" "Oh, thanks, Sweet Lady! Your Miranda..." "You didn't say: Ex - Land Lady's smile." "Oh my God! Just begun bad file!"