This is the man whose work is War;
He plans it out in a room on shore--
He and his Staff (all brainy chaps)
With miniature flags and monster maps,
And a crew whose tackle is Hydro-graphic,
With charts for steering our ocean traffic.
But the task that most engrosses him
Is to keep his Fleet in fighting trim;
To see that his airmen learn the knack
Of plomping bombs on a Zeppelin's back;
To make his sailors good at gunnery,
And so to sink each floating hunnery.