Old Warriors

old men wearing their caps upon their head emblazoned with words of war, this is what they said old wars they now fondly remember, how time can play its tricks when it was really happening I doubt they had their kicks so wobble on down the street you brave old soldier bold you've served well your good country those memories to you are doled we tend to remember the good things, or so I think I've read so soldiers, carry on,so proudly until the day you're dead