A Killing Colonel Cornered
Soldiers with the cornered colonel
Said to crack him like a kernel,
Easily made him surrender,
Account of his orders render…
Colonel Smith, on his neck flannel,
Suddenly facing a Panel
In his house and front verandah,
Two watching from his Coriander…
They knew where to questions channel:
“Who’d twelve men shot from tunnel?”
Many had guessed: Major Lander
But order from Smith Evander…
Their decision shall be final:
They had come as a Tribunal…
“One thing about you Evander:
Death often smells like Lavender.”
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