'So the old ship's gone, Ginger' . . .
'Ay, so they say,
Piled herself up on the rocks somewhere' . . .
'Well, it was the best way.'

'Rummy, isn't it, how an old ship always seems to know
When she's bound for the knacker's yard' . . .
'Ay, it is so.'

'Well, she was a good old ship. I knew her many a year,
And I'm glad she's cheated the breakers at the finish' . . .
'Same here . . .'

Cicely Fox Smith

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-memoriam-h-m-s-warspite/