Stowarzyszenie HMS Tartar.

[Zulu Gula]

A TRIBAL POEM
There are specks on the horizon
As familiar as can be,
D-10 with his flotille
Proceeding in from sea.

The pendants now come visible
Four-three, Five-one, Two-Four,
TARTAR, ASHANTI, HURON,
Astern there loom five more.

BLYSKAWICA, HAIDA, JAVELIN,
PIORUN, ESKIMO,
Buntings on the signal bridge,
Stokers down below.

Battle ensigns at all mastheads,
An impressive sight to see,
The TARTAR with the Tenth DF
Comes in Triumphantly.

Passing through the gate at last
They move more cautiously,
The same old signal flying
"Act Independantly".

We hope we'll always see you thus
With ensigns flying free,
For the "Fighting Tenth's" a lovely sight
When coming in from sea.


Coś takiego znalazłem, serce roście.
Jednak nas doceniają (abstrahując od rodzimych odbrązawiaczy)

http://www.hmstartar.co.uk/fact43.htm