Dec07

Up on above infamy blotted out the sun,Raining fire and aviation fuel.Dull moaning engines flared,Accelerated directly into attack,And Operation Z did begin.Up on the deck a fizzing approached,Sliced the bands across the bay,Pierced the heart of West Virginia,Breaking the hearts of herDiving escaping crew escaping her innards. Up on the towers a rattled Artillery gunner…