The First Airborne Trooper
A tale was told by HOMER
Three thousand years ago
About the first winged soldier,
And this is all we know:
He was born in the town of Corinth
And called Bellerophon.
He had rather a strict upbringing,
Considering what went on.
He had to do some dodging
Because he wouldn't play
With the lady at his lodging,
And she took it the wrong way.
For she made her husband pick him
For the worst job in the place,
To fight a damned great dragon
That no-one else would face.
Athene, the great goddess,
Was on his side, of course,
And gave him some golden harness
To catch the flying horse.
He could handle the heaviest spear there
was,
And he'd practised all the cuts,
But the fact that he fought on PEGASUS
Showed brains, as well as guts.
We don't know if he glided,
Or dropped down like a hawk,
But we know that he decided
That it wasn't safe to walk.
The monster breathed out clouds of Flak,
And had an armoured skin,
So he made the first Airborne Attack,
And did the bastard in.
