Navy armada
Scene like majestic sea clouds
of chill Sagada.
How many galleons per mile
Were spread the grand Armada fleet,
Hoping strong England to defile
After a huge naval defeat?
Surging steady through stormy seas
How many galleons per mile
To drag brave England to its knees
With solemn Spaniards sans smiles?
Dark clouded seas were fierce and vile.
Tempest scattered ships hit the coast
How many galleons per mile
Could Philip, king of Spain, still boast?
From Cornwall’s shores to Calais rocks
Drake’s large guns, beyond denial,
Scattered and sunk Spain’s sons, in shock.
How many galleons per mile?
Tether,
Untightened
with frugality
The message.
Pounce.
Patter.
Or none of the
Above.
Nontheless,
The war room
should receive
this visit.
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