On the Eve of Camerone - Vera Cruz, April, 1863
So, the regimental adjutant is to command 3rd Company
As we escort three million francs to Puebla?
Leave it to the general to trust such a fortune
To a band of misfits led by a staff lackey
Who can’t even shuffle cards, hampered as he is
By that ridiculous wooden hand.
Well, I just hope the good captain’s prick
Isn’t characterized by splinters.
We’re likely to get a good screwing
Before we accomplish this mission.
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