THE LEGEND OF
THE MILLION TONNE
TANKER

by
Ripyard Cuddling
(Jack Davitt)

  A group of yards along the Tyne,
Decided they, would all combine,
To pool their skills, And then, perhaps,
United, they would beat the Japs.

The early Spring of '98,
Saw all these brains behind one gate,
By August, their endeavour's won,
A tanker of a million ton.

This order set the Tyne alight,
The future now looked very bright,
And so they booked the City Hall,
To hold a Celebration Ball.

The 'Ball' was quite a grand affair,
And everyone one of note was there,
And members of the working class,
Rubbed shoulders with the real top brass.

A merry night was had by all,
At Swan's Amalgamation ball,
But all good things must end, it's true,
And there was still, a big job to do.

Production soon got under way,
And the keel was laid by 'Guy Fawkes Day',
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