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H.M.S. Ramillies Reunion
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They came to Blackpool From the North, South, East and West. Each with Campaign Ribbons pinned to his chest Alas, they were but few of the Mighty Ramillies fighting crew. Fifty years had passed and gone And with all their combat duties done, The Crew dispersed, each going their several ways To live in Peace for the rest of their days. Nothing could possibly erase Memories of those Wartime days. Those glorious boozy runs ashore Fun and frolics with maidens galore. There was of course the serious side With Shell, Torpedo, Mine and Bomb From which at sea, no man could hide This was endured with great aplomb. All knew the famous Maori Skirt Would shield them from all harm. So long as the Skipper was with it girt It really was their Lucky Charm. Though the Ship did not escape attack In Madagascar Jap Torpedoes scored a hit Her shell plates received a mighty smack And more than one was buckled and split. But the Magic of the Skirt prevailed Tho' in it's case it did remain. To sink her those Tin Fish failed And Ramillies lived to fight again. Off the Dockyard the Old Girl went To bung up the holes and Iron out the dent For the Crew some leave was granted Just what Jolly Jack Tar wanted. All too soon with repairs completed Back to sea Ramillies had to go Where she remained till the Hun was defeated, Before that, many a Tide was to ebb and flow. Aboard, hearts were broken, Ashore, maidens did grieve When Durban's White Lady her Goodbye she sang. Sadly the Ship's Props a wide wake did leave Eight was the tjime the Ship's Bell rang. Then to Mombassa She made her stately way To take on more crew and a few weeks to stay. With other Warships at anchor She lay But all too soon came sailing day. Into the Indian Ocean She glided With her Bows pointing North Her destination yet undecided While on the Messdeck, Buzz gave forth. |
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