A captain went with his army to war but his foes; the giants, were huge,
The bigger they are said Captain Carr, the harder they fall, but his soldiers were not amused,

They were cut and bruised from the route he choosed and the war hadnt started yet,
Everyone thought they would lose, when the liutenant broke a fuse, and said 'its only certain death!'

Then it started to rain on the bad terrain, and it increased the level of fuss,
Then luitenant now said with his teeth gritted in pain 'now the gods are pissing on us!'

The captain was angered by his luitenants tone,
and shouted to his army
'All those who fear go back home!'

It was then that the captain realized that there bonds weren't equally knit,
For the only person remained was an old man with a broken hip,

The old man spoke 'I cannot fight, but as a veteran i thought i would like, to go out in a battle like this',
But when I saw the plan, I said I damn the man that came up with shit like this'

So I spoke out in the ranks, that we would all die to be frank, with hopes of changing your mind,
I am glad it worked out, and all the sons that went out will be going back to their families fine