IN THE NAVY, YOU SAIL THE SEVEN SEAS, IN THE NAVY............
THE BRIDGE Now a ship’s bridge is a high and mighty place, Or at least it use to be, before the Combat Information Center, No wind in the hair, no spray in the eyes, dawns and gulls forgotten, No sprawled in the high chair with mug of coffee and a cigar, The bridge these days, normally ratings and a JG, pride of place, Your modern naval commander, deep in the ship’s belly is he, In the modern world of three dimensional play, zooming fast, All must be watched, all be guarded, to keep death at... Sign in to see full entry.