Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Snow
Rode the three snowboys.
“Forward, the Snow Brigade!
Charge for the trees!” he said.
Into the valley of Snow
Rode the three snowboys,
And their trusty snow bears.
**Apologies to Lord Tennyson
The Charge of the Light Brigade
By Alfred, Lord Tennyson
I
Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
“Forward, the Light Brigade!
Charge for the guns!” he said.
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.