Mar. 19th, 2012

r_scribbles: (Enigmatic John)
Following a very funny exchange on Cumberholmes tonight.

I heard there was a Martian War
That no one could conceive before
But you don’t really care for SciFi, do you?
It starts ‘No one would have believed
Back in the Nineteenth Century…’
And ends with Battle Cries of Ulla, Ulla.

Ulla, Ulla,
Ulla, Ulla,
Ulla, Ulla,
Ulla Ulla.

Ogilvy said he needed proof,
He saw their pods fall from his roof,
Their heatray in the moonlight overthrew you.
With Horsham Common up in flames,
The cannon back on Mars took aim
For London, with a mighty Ulla, Ulla!

Ulla, Ulla,
Ulla, Ulla,
Ulla, Ulla,
Ulla Ulla.

I ran back home and locked the door,
But more pods fell, and more and more,
The fighting machines sliced their way right through you,
They cut their way through Marble Arch
And Big Ben, in their Victory March,
All London rang with calls of Ulla, Ulla.

Ulla, Ulla,
Ulla, Ulla,
Ulla, Ulla,
Ulla Ulla.

There was a time the state would know
Just how to tackle any foe
But I don’t think that order reigns now, do you?
But remember England as it burns,
Your steamer chugs away and yearns
For a Sceptred Isle devoid of Ulla Ulla.

Ulla, Ulla,
Ulla, Ulla,
Ulla, Ulla,
Ulla Ulla.

Maybe there’s a God of Peace
And all we ever learned from this
Was how to outlast someone who outdrew you
We just survived through their endgames,
Their fatal flaw – they drank the Thames,
They died with one last rasping Ulla, Ulla.

Ulla, Ulla,
Ulla, Ulla,
Ulla, Ulla,
Ulla Ulla.

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