IN THE OCEAN DARK, A TERROR LURKS, THAT ANY SANE MAN WOULD FEAR..
GRAY WOLVES Far below, as I stand upon the bridge, A long gray shape slices through the water, Mostly submerged, just the sail and ridge, Yet that is enough to over whelm the eye, For it is death that passes beneath me, A wolf of the ocean deep, a Sea Wolf boat, Power beyond the imagination this darkling, A nuclear attack submarine, mistress of the deep, With lances of steel, and cruise missiles of the sun, Far and wide can she roam the Seven Seas, No point on Earth is beyond her reach, She a... Sign in to see full entry.