Tell of the Wrath of Achilles,
Proper teddy out of the pram stuff,
To see his best mate Patroclitorus
Bullied by weedy Paris,
And his unfair bow stats...
From blind Humour's Unfinished epic, Achilles and the Mystery of the Trojan Hearse.
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As in quarters we lay, as you swiftly shall hear, Agamemnon came to us and bid us prepare, He said mount on your chariots and forwards I say, For the Trojans have definately come out to play |
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Well they line themselves up and the play it began Thinking to disdain we brave geeky men. (Sorry Greeky...) |
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But at them and on them With brave Achilles we flew |
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Yet the Geek army was losing at first |
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The game changed as our dice luck rose... |
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To chants of die Hector, die Hector, even fat Agamemnon loses his cool. |
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The death of Hector. |
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The Greeks rage forwards |
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The fighting is not one sided but the death of Trojan heroes continues. |
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And both Achilles and Agamemnon break through the Trojan centre. |
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Whilst the right flank sees more carnage. |
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Beneath the wall of the city many Trojans lay dead Many were taken, the rest of them fled Their generals likewise we took from the field It was the mighty Geek army that caused the Trojans to yield! |
Many Trojans were injured in the course of this game, and it's a fitting end to our Bronze Age Campaign. A mighty victory, yet we failed to take the walls, and as for Hector's body, although it was claimed by Agamemnon, the god Haphaestus, in the form of a wizened angry bewhiskered hairy fellow, snatched it to deny the prize.
Apologies to the 15th Hussars!