And listens to a noise that drowns the circulator's hum:
"D'y 'ear those blank propellers, Bill—the blinking female dog—
That's Tirpitz in the 'Indenburg gone past us in the fog!"
And listens to a noise that drowns the circulator's hum:
"D'y 'ear those blank propellers, Bill—the blinking female dog—
That's Tirpitz in the 'Indenburg gone past us in the fog!"