ing rode forth from Olde PA.
He was not afraid to die, O brave Sir Benning!
He was not at all afraid to be killed in nasty ways,
Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Benning!
He was not in the least bit scared to be mashed into a pulp,
Or to have his eyes gouged out, and his elbows broken;
To have his kneecaps split, and his body burned away;
And his limbs all hacked and mangled, brave Sir Benning!
His head smashed in and his heart cut out
And his liver removed and his bowels unplugged
And his nostrils raped and his bottom burned off
And his pen--
A little Monty Python to commemorate the grand crusade