42.            MOORCROFT

You will never die
Main jumps man
In the hearts of the young
At their door in the sky.
One by one they use to dive out
Now they just bundle out
By the back door
In to formations
Or regiments alike.
I see you through their eyes
In to their hearts
Like that of Sergeant-major Crumpton
Who once stood on your side
Also know the calibre of this man
Who can face the old tanks.
That is according to the young brave
And somebody’s Boys-rifle.