Sceptre
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Sceptre was a sneaky boat, She sailed out from Plymouth Ho. To the cold northern oceans, Further north than Scapa Flow. Pride of all the Submarine fleet, A hero of the cold war. Prowling the deep cold waters, Around the great bear's door. Long months were spent at sea, Maintaining the status quo. Ducking,diving,seeking and searching, Monitoring the old Red foe. The crew were all 'Hearts of Oak' And drank of Nelson's Blood, Washed down with copious CSB, Because it did them good. This tale of Sceptre is all true, You asked me how I know. I was there part of her crew, For I was Duddly's SPO. |
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Author: Ginge Cundell
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