Poem, Cadence and Song!

By Sam Seal

(Based on the characters of the series 'Space: Above and Beyond', created by Morgan and Wong.)

Meet the Wildcards!

The Wild Cards think it's quite a lark
Their Honco's frightened of the dark.
While a cockroach lurks in the cargo bays
"At least he doesn't yell" Wang says.
Damphousse keels over with a thud
Crying "Oh, my goodness! Look - there's blood!"

Poor Nathan hears his Future Missus
Just mopes around like a wet Narcissus.
Hawkes head-butts walls. It's non-aerobic
But it's OK. He's claustraphobic!
And at each Briefing the Five-Eight's alwus
Butting in like a damn Greek Chorus.

"Not fit to fly" is McQueen's Lament
Sulks like Achilles in his tent.
Gone are his days of fame and glory
The 'Angry Angels' are His-story.
Boss Ross is meant to be In Charge
He's got no chance with the 'Cards at large!

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58th Gardening Cadence

I'm goin' out to Nuke them Ants,
Stop them Chigs eatin' my plants!
Once you figure out what to do
Quote McQueen - "This one's for you!"
Am I right or wrong (your right!)
Am I goin' strong (your right!)
Sound off! (One, Two)
Sound off! (Three, Four)
One, Two, Three, Four
One, Two - Three Four!

If you find your a rose lover
Kill them greenChigs undercover!
But if your wear Survival Tack
Black Ops weeding kills the back!
Am I right or wrong (your right!)
Am I goin' strong (your right!)
Sound off! (One, Two)
Sound off! (Three, Four)
One, Two, Three, Four,
One, Two - Three Four!

Gonna dig up the whole flower bed -
Trash them Chigs 'til the whole nest's dead!
If you ever think that all is lost
Get Dug In with some good Compost!
Am I right or wrong (your right!)
Am I goin' strong (your right!)
Sound off! (One, Two)
Sound off! (Three, Four)
One, Two, Three, Four,
One, Two - Three Four!

Don't ask the Colonel - take it from me
All he ever grew was a Banzai Tree!
But Ripley knew how to go for it -
"Take off - Nuke the whole site from Orbit!"
Am I right or wrong (your right!)
Am I goin' strong (your right!)
Sound off! (One, Two)
Sound off! (Three, Four)
Bring it on Home!
Bring it on Home!
One, Two, Three, Four,
One, Two - Three Four!

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Ross Sings the Greens . . ?

Woke up this mornin'
Found a Chig beneath my bed
With mushy peas for blood and
A big bubble-gum coloured head
I said - "Get out of that armour, Son
And get some rum in you instead!"

Woke up this mornin'
Found all our hope gone down the pan
'Cos that ole Fifty-Eighth had
Told the enemy our Battle Plan
So now I'm playin' ole Roslyn
Jus' waitin' for the s**t to hit the fan

Woke up this mornin'
Found the Saratoga in a war
So I whistled-up the Wildcards
And thought to even-up the score.
(Mind, I just don't wanna hear 'bout
What the 'Cards might do for an Encore!)

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