Doggerel Memorized in Borstal

Saint George, he was a fighting man as all the tales do tell
He fought a battle long ago and fought it wond'rous well.
With his helmet and his hauberk and his good, cross-hilted sword
He sailed with Drake from Devon to the glory of the Lord!

From Crecy Field to Neuve Chappelle he was there with hand on sword
And he sailed with Drake from Devon to the glory of the Lord!

And when his time on earth was done he found he could not rest,
Where the year is always summer on the Island of the Blest.
So back he came to earth again to see what he could do,
And they cradled him in England--April England--they cradled him in England where the golden lillies grew.


Author unknown to me.