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By Joe Carrillo Submitted by Bob Whitt and Bill Kephart This Poem is dedicated in memory of the late Captain Robert H. Close (Des. Ron. Nine) With all Destroyers directly in line Collett was firing starboard side to The mines and treacherous narrow shoal To meet the enemy close at hand Rear Admiral Higgins soon gave his orders This order not given since the days of sail The order was clear ahead lie the foe Collett in the harbor five fathoms below As enemy gunners looked on with rancor The crews in destroyers of Des Ron Nine Collett was now in bore sight range The enemy fired with much regret Collett was hit and out of luck Collett now hit and listing to port For almost an hour no end was in sight While dragging her anchor withdrawing astern The battle was over for fighting Collett The sound of battle I need not fear Wars will come and wars will go The passage of time has taken its toll The end was near the sun had set In parting Salute to your watery grave |