Axis & Allies - damowords

Battle of the Marne
Such bitter seed sewn by the Prussian deed
What little need incites nations to war
As once more into Flanders fields they feed
Waggons & steeds & men marching foot raw;
The Wehrmacht scent
Parisian perfume,
How proudly brave men went toward the frontʹs dull boom.
As when Afghani tossʹd Redcoats
In tatters down the Khyber,
Or Hannibal saw his stout boats
Destroyʹd upon the Tiber,
The French, free from defence & forts,
Show the famous fibre
That threw back the invader in ʹThirteen...
This century no Fontainbleus are seen.
Grey genʹralry ride stallions
To heights oʹerlooking Meaux,
Like Romeʹs legions battalions
Are orderʹd to withdraw
From the avengant Gaul... Moltke says, ʺWe have lost the war!ʺ
France
October
1914
Seizure of the Seas
Hostilities commence upon the waves,
Hochsenflotte christening the contest,
But before Coronel could claim her graves
The fleet is orderʹd South by South‐Souʹ West;
Dolphins in train
Yon dusky Spain they blow,
Aimʹd at the sailorʹs bane... Tierra del Fuego.
Grey wolves round Cape Horn near & Norse,
Helmsman the gallant Von Spee,
Lying in wait a vengant force
Raisʹd anchor at Port Stanley
& sights the foe! sets fighting course!
The battle‐scarrʹd foe flee,
Scatterʹd amid grey‐beards wide & rolling,
Stern, Starboard, Port & Bow shellfire falling.
The Gneisenau, Von Speeʹs Scharnhost,
The Nurnburg & Leipzig
Forming the toast of Churchillʹs boast,
His sailors dance a jig...
While England free to roam the waves the foe is forced to dig.
The British Ocean
December 8th
1914