Sir Galahad. (Remove filter)
Ah' Chris mate. 8th June 1982. Falklands One
Ah' Chris mate. 8th June 1982. Falklands One
Ah’ Chris mate,
What a fate,
We’d laughed
and cavorted
Before the fun.
I’d had sex
In Pompey
And lots of rum.
It’d take a lot
To make us run.
You in your engine room
Me in mine.
All seemed well
All seemed fine.
Your ship
Was knightly
Mine was grey.
As we both looked
Out on that mis...
Tuesday 16th February 2021 10:54 am
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