I dare not follow Farragut closely
My hull not so sound as to shrug off mines blithely
And the sonar and spotters I sport are
Fogged and faulty, failing to find a
Clear course I might cruise that
Does not run me aground, and
I am not built for beaching

Each bark that braves such waters and blasts
Has its hull hit a time or two
I know
But with fresher crew and more in reserve
Than I have on deck or in hold

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