Ode to USS Harry S Truman

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Ode to USS Harry S Truman
By Arley Steinhour 123015

Yea, though they ply the Straits of Death,
They will fearlessly shun all evil,
Your Rod, and Staff protect, their breath,
Against Hi-tech, or even Primeval.

Hormuz, the Strait, that conjures death.
For those of Faint Heart, and Spirit,
No time to think, only take last breath,
Mulan, Labe, we advance, Inherent.

There comes a time in each person's life,
With the Trials of war on their heart,
Do they forge ahead, or, give in to strife,
Without having done honor to their part.

Our leadership, seems not to care,
The Carrier is an open sea machine,
Sending it into the hazards they share,
Are the 'Shell-back,' or simply, 'Sardine?'

Sending a 'Flat-top,' into Hormuz, Strait,
Could easily start World War Three,
No room to maneuver, but surely Late,
Rocket flying Mach-three, like a Banshee.

'Following Seas, Strong wind, in the Sail,'
With, all aboard, trained, True and Keen,
Seeing them through, all their travail,
The Greatest Fleet ever before Seen.

AMEN

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