A blast from my past. The poem's by Robert Louis Stevenson, of course, but I found this rendition of it in a book called '366 Goodnight Stories', which I've had since about 1966. This makes it one of my earliest exposures to wargaming. I'd actually forgotten I'd got this book, despite it moving house with us several times over the last few years. I just assumed that it had long ago been given to charity shop after we all grew out of it. Obviously not.
Wargaming in bed sounds great, but it's obvious Stevenson didn't own cats.
My friend Richard uses it as the title of his BLOG.