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THEY watch us leaving harbour for the greatest game of all,

And wonder if we're coming back across the greedy sea;

They never know the fighting thrill or high adventure's call —

I rather think the women folk are better men than we.

But I suspect they say of us as out to sea we go,

In all our panoply of pride from Orkney to the Nore:

"It keeps them quiet, we suppose – they like the work, we know —

And soon perhaps they'll tire and play some safer game than War."