Have you heard of the wonderful fish-of-war, The marvellous submarine? It's a demon, a fighter, a conqueror, Our most malicious machine. The man-of-war is a proud affair, A creature of fire and steel, And he gives himself a terrible air As his crashing cannons peal. But down in the water still and sly Dark shadows craftily slip, And -- piff! -- the vault of the mocking sky Is filled with the shattered ship. Ah, men-of-war, did you haughtily say -- The saying born of the wish -- That war is a game for men to play? It's rather a game for fish! |