The Battle Ship
Once alive and new,
A ship with a full crew;
From east to west,
They were on a quest;
She navigated "from sea to shining sea";
So that this land might be free.
Though true to the sound of battle cry,
She once again knew it was time to say good-bye;
She fought the battle brave and strong,
As her crew sang a soft little song.
In the distance she did not pause,
But continued to defend her cause;
Great splashes of water rose to her tattered deck,
Clearing away blood from a wounded man's neck.
The last cry "Stand your Ground!"
For now there was no sound.
The once alive and new,
Sank to the ocean blue.
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