The Road of Life, the last main supply line into Bakhmut, is still open, despite months of Russian efforts to cut it.
Russians craved Bakhmut
Mad-dog-foam pursuits
But Ukrainian defenders cried aloud
“Hey Orcs, come fill your boots”
Well Orcs, are your boots filled yet?
Russian bodies lie asunder
Likely 20,000 killed
Now lying dead down under
Yeah, we could have retreated
Bakhmut not a strategic prize
But hunkered down Ukrainian troops
Light Russian funeral pyres
First, we held them past the river
For months we beat them back
“Til Orc waves overwhelmed our flanks
We retreated to the tracks
We held that railroad line for weeks
Hey Orcs, are you still having fun?
Your human-wave assaults all fail
Bodies rotting in the sun
Wagner Russian mercenaries
Wanted the Bakhmut prize
Threw untrained waves onto the fields
For slaughter in crossfires
Battered, beaten, and low on troops
Wagner said they’re pulling back
Blame Russian Army for no ammunition
Prigozhin rants in media attacks
Now Chechens placed behind Wagner
Regular Army on the flanks
Wagner Group ordered not to retreat
Looks like chaos in the ranks
A military needs unity of command and effort
Basic doctrine all should know
Funny when Prigozhin fights with the Russian Army
Guess he didn’t get the memo
Me, I’m an old pensioner
Not too many years left for me
But I will fight with what I’ve got
For Ukraine to be free
They killed my wife, those Russian dogs
With artillery, she was in the garden
They robbed me of my joy in life
Now my heart is hardened
I drive a truck on the Road of Life
The last road out of Bakhmut
I support our soldiers with my life
The best that I can do
That’s right, old men still can fight
You think we’re just old coots?
All you doubting Russian dogs
Come to Bakhmut, fill your boots!
Waipahu Bob 