Tommy

Tommy So there is Tommy in the trenches And Tommy on the guns and Tommy halfway across no man’s land, used as a target by the Huns. Then there’s Tommy in the surgeons tent both legs one arm a missing and Tommy blinded by the gas lungs so bad he is hardly whispering. Then there's Tommy in the firing squad waiting for the shout And Tommy blindfolded, tied to a post wondering, if this is what life is all about. Then there’s Tommy giving the order with pistol in hand, ready to deliver the coup de grace so other Tommys will understand. Then there's Tommy in the war room with his Earl gray tea and biscuits, Followed by a nice spot of lunch at the officers club with the valet to clean up the dishes. But of course at the top, there are many tough decisions to be made with many live at stake, So be a good fellow Jeeves and pass me another glass of Chardonnay And nice piece of Christmas cake.