(With apologies to Kipling)
Mini
I went up on a paintin' stick for a repaint and repair,
The painter man 'e up an' sez, "We paint no break-spears here."
The greens stuck to the paintin’ stick, they giggled fit to die,
I’m outs into the box again an' to myself sez I:
O it's Miniature this, an' Miniature that, an' "Miniature, “back in yer 'ole";
But it's "Thank you, leaden myrmidon ", when the dice begin to roll,
The dice begin to roll, my boys, the dice begin to roll,
O it's "Thank you, leaden myrmidon", when the dice begin to roll.
I went onto a fixin’ base as sober as could be,
They gave a green a brand new spear, but 'adn't none for me;
They sent me to the spare parts box to see what bits I’d yield,
But when it comes to fightin', Lord! they'll shove me in the field!
O it's Miniature this, an' Miniature that, an' "Miniature, “You're too old!";
But it's "Thank you, leaden myrmidon ", when the dice begin to roll,
The dice begin to roll, my boys, the dice begin to roll,
O it's "Thank you, leaden myrmidon", when the dice begin to roll.
Yes, makin' mock o' ancient lead what brought you to the game,
Is cheaper than giving 'em new uniforms, 'cos their castin' is a shame;
An' selling' stalwart soldiers when their spears are bent a bit,
Is five times better business than makin' 'em new kit.
O it's Miniature this, an' Miniature that, an' "Miniature, “on E-Bay to be sold!";
But it's "Thank you, leaden myrmidon ", when the dice begin to roll,
The dice begin to roll, my boys, the dice begin to roll,
O it's "Thank you, leaden myrmidon", when the dice begin to roll.
Mini by Patrick Gilliland is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License.
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