Brought a cap and water-bottle,
Brought some cheese they’d left behind them.
And the General named the piton,
Called it after Tiadatha,
Called it Tiadatha’s Piton.
Then one night the Royal Dudshires
Moved a little farther forward,
Pinched some hills and sat upon them;
Hurriedly they dug them trenches,
Put up rolls of concertina;