Poems for Wargamers 4

The other side of the valley

I am a prisoner in the hands of the enemy,Enduring the shame of captivity.My bones stick out and my strength is goneThrough not getting enough to eat.My brother is a MandarinAnd his horses are fed on maize.Why can’t he spare a little moneyTo send and ransom me?
Anon
Just completed 2 bases of Prussians. No time to post pictures but I will when I return.Leaving for Cuba today and back in a couple of weeks.