'Twas a case of fight or flee,
When the captain cried in a resolute voice,
"Let us fight, my lads," cried he.
"Long have we panted to come to grips,
And here we shall gain our wish;
Moreover, I fancy that yonder ships
Have nothing on board but fish."
Then up spake a grizzled Goeben lad,
"We be far from land or fort;
I should feel more safe if I knew we had