Beatty's imperious stare
Stares down the sun
Sees wars to be won
In defence of an empire no longer there
Jellicoe seems less eager to go
Campaigning once again
Twelve more years
Fill his face with fears
Perhaps he thinks of the men
Cunningham has seen it all
Wars one and two
The rise and the fall
A rougher bust is his
He has seen what is
To right and left above and beside
George the fourth and the future's pride
From martial glories to a toy
From warriors to golden boy
From certainty of imperium
To doubt regarding what's to come
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