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Captain Waller

Captain Waller Good Aussie, Captain Waller, from his deck chair he would holler, (on the bridge) As the Stuka dive bomber, (German ju87) dropped a bomb away, Harrrrd a port or or harrrd a starboard, side step the bomb to larboard, and they always missed old Stuart, in 1941 I say. The Aussies held Tobruk, kept Rommell’s goose well cooked, Old Stuart ran the gauntlet, fed em, gravy, the Aussie way, Shot down a few planes, In her day. attacked any submarine again, depth charging, I’m a saying, When she wasn’t attacking the Italian navy, She wasn’t in the game. Scrap iron flotilla, W War1 tin can, Stuart punched above her weight, again, Attacked three 8 inch cruisers in the dark, her 4 inch guns did bloody bark, torpedoes left em sinking, I’d explain. Of Hector Waller nemesis of the Italian Navy in the Med. Don Johnson

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Date: 12/24/2011 3:37:00 PM
Interesting history lesson in poetic form..Sara
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Date: 12/24/2011 3:30:00 AM
Hey Don a great tribute, have a bonzer Christmas and New Year mate, and keep those beauties coming..Dave
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Date: 12/24/2011 1:32:00 PM
merry christmas mate ...santa has been down this way , already , good on ya. Don

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