Think I Need a Soldier
I think I need a soldier
To guard me from attack
Think I need a soldier
With a tight six-pack
Of ciders, ideally apple
So I may chill and drink
As I’d really like a little time
To pause and not to think
For I’m always thinking something
And this has sent me barmy
A soldier would be handy
Better still an army
Think I need an army
To defend all me
A sergeant, major, corporal
To entertain with glee
And when I give the orders
Food carried by my horses
I’ll be happy not so snappy
Fed by special forces
Yes I think I need an army
A corps to call my own
Think I need an army
And a pure golden throne
To instruct my army from
In a sparkly diamond gown
Shoes to make the world wide news
My beautiful gemstone crown
Yes I think I need a castle
My fort will be immense
With my handsome soldiers
Always on defence
All will be flabbergasted
By my hottest troops
Perfectly trained and unashamed
Of their cowboy boots.
Copyright © Paris-Maree Boreham | Year Posted 2022
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