Hung my nose over the fence for years .Still no Grand Fleet in Scappa Flow , No shipsatBrest or Toulon or Cadiz , Tranto is empty,Norfolk deserted , Peal is an empty shell,in Trieste an genital swell ,Sevastopol it's mighty walls guard nothing,King williamhaven is no haven. I fear the there is no more iron to make mighty ships , My telescope sees just the horizon. I fear the time of the Dreadnoughts has not been and passed