Shirt of Legends

Won eighteen victories on the bounce,
Matches close, matches trounced.
World Cups back to back,
Welcome of mighty All Black's!

Dominant in this Their game:
Kiwi Fern this silver slither,
Others bow and wither.
Haka's sight is no forgiver,

Ruthless streak not for the meek;
Relish the tourist's visit.

But might, for Lions too.
The very best of Northern lights!

See chink of light against the Black
They've earned the right
To wear the shirt of legends.

Summon up every ounce of spirit,

Honour housed inside the badge:
Cameraderie held within it!
The chosen few, to join the pride,
Who wear the shirt of legends!

So as Young Lions, you take the field;
For everyone on British Isles,
You wear the shirt for us.
Hand picked few, go join the pride
You've earned the right,
Bright leading lights
To wear the shirt of legends!