Hannibal's elephants had flapping ears and tusks with sharpened points <br />Which he set upon the enemy to disembowel and break their joints <br />A frightening, fearsome sight which had strong, brave men in a cower <br />But along came General Scipio who found a way to break their power <br /> <br />Let them through, let them through he boldly told his troops <br />Then from the side with our spears upon them we will swoop <br />It worked a charm, the combat won for General Scipio <br />A bloody battle fought in history many centuries ago <br /> <br />A few decades back fought a warrior who went by name of Artie Beetson <br />In rugby league his rampaging style was considered highly fearsome <br />He pushed and shoved and spun and hacked his way through the defence <br />With skill, dexterity and agility which belied his size, immense <br /> <br />But even the fiercest warrior has no weapon to conquer time <br />So after several years, he still played the game but at a different paradigm <br />He turned out for a local club he owned, and his skills were still all there <br />Even though his belly was twice the size and had only half his hair <br /> <br />He'd draw the defence, then effortlessly offload the ball to a flying team mate <br />Tries were being scored left and right at a very rapid rate <br />At half time, the coach, Joey Chambers pulled in tight his team <br />Let him through, let him through, he said, with in his eye a gleam <br /> <br />Artie grabbed the ball, and began to run, he was a legend right enough <br />But as he ran and ran and ran he ran right out of puff <br />His legs began to wobble, his head began to spin <br />Poor Artie hit the deck and that was the end of him. <br /> <br />(Sydney, Australia - 2010)<br /><br />Alessandra Liverani<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/recycled-tactics-humour/
