Farewell and adieu to you, Harwich Ladies, <br /> Farewell and adieu to you, ladies ashore! <br /> For we've received orders to work to the eastward <br /> Where we hope in a short time to strafe 'em some more. <br /> <br /> We'll duck and we'll dive like little tin turtles, <br /> We'll duck and we'll dive underneath the North Seas, <br /> Until we strike something that doesn't expect us. <br /> From here to Cuxhaven it's go as you please! <br /> <br /> The first thing we did was to dock in a minefield, <br /> Which isn't a place where repairs should be done; <br /> And there we lay doggo in twelve-fathom water <br /> With tri-nitro-toluol hogging our run. <br /> <br /> The next thing we did, we rose under a Zeppelin, <br /> With his shiny big belly half blocking the sky. <br /> But what in the--Heavens can you do with six-pounders? <br /> So we fired what we had and we bade him good-bye. <br /> <br /> Farewell and adieu to you, Harwich Ladies, <br /> Farewell and adieu to you, ladies ashore! <br /> For we've received orders to work to the eastward <br /> Where we hope in a short time to strafe 'em some more<br /><br />Rudyard Kipling<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/farewell-and-adieu/
