The Mission

The mission is a little hazy, boys,
But there was something in the note I got
About the factory where Gus was shot,
And using us as practical decoys.
We were supposed to make a lot of noise
Both going in and coming out. I thought,
When I first read it, it might be a plot,
But if it is, let's show a little poise.

Think how Achilles, who embraced his death,
Ran at the walls of Troy, and Ajax, too.
They never saw their homes again, but you,
You're still alive, boys, and still drawing breath,
So let me hear your barking shibboleth
And fall in. Let's see what these arms can do.