Mother of hundreds,
Terrier-Strafer,
Messenger-biter.
Hail to the guard of the Maidstone's Gangway—Skoal!
Sing of the day the air was full of words like "Alabaster,"
When she ate a piece of the Corporal's hand and bit the Quartermaster;
The day she fought with an Airedale dog and drove him back to shore—
For the sake of her sixty little ones, she fought—and had some more.
Faithful and loyal,
Guard of the Gangway,