U.S.S. CAVALLA SS-244

CAVALLA AND SHOKAKU

Cavalla left her home port in nineteen forty four,
Deadly was the purpose of this Navy man-o-war.
Her orders were to relieve a sub called Flying Fish
But the crew and Captain Kossler had another wish.

Now a submarine’s main purpose is to seek the foe at sea
And Cavalla’s crew was eager to find the enemy.
On their way to San Bernadino they were told to turn around
And head for Marianas where some big ships could be found.

So Captain Kossler altered course to reach his destination
And it wasn’t long till Radar had four ships in observation.
But Captain Kossler played it smart and made a wise decision
To pass the ships so he could find a good attack position.

Then orders came to trail the ships and wait for bigger game
And this they did for hours and hours until their big chance came.
For suddenly the radar showed a screen that was alive
But just as quick the Japs saw her and she was forced to dive.

She lay submerged throughout the day until the darkness fell,
And when they surfaced after dark, they looked around for quite a spell.
But nowhere on that wide expanse could they see the slightest trace
Of the battleships and destroyers that had forced them from the chase.

They turned around and headed back for San Bernadino Strait,
When they reached their destination they hunkered down to wait.
It wasn’t long till Sonar reported heavy screws approaching
Twas a carrier and two cruisers-not a good time to be broaching!

Captain Kossler lined ‘em up with a final mark and bearing,
And Cavalla fired six torpedoes with an accuracy unerring.
Three torpedoes found their marks and Shokaku took the hits
Explosions rocked that once proud ship and she was blown to bits.

Cavalla then was forced to dive to avoid interventions
By some Japanese destroyers who were filled with bad intentions
For three long hours depth charges came and made their lives pure Hell
But Cavalla and her hearty crew came home with tales to tell.

Cavalla is retired now along with all her former crews
No longer will she plumb the depths, no more will turn her screws.
Her Glory Days are over, she has reached home port at last,
May she live forever in the memory of her past.

Bob Harrison
April 18, 1999
Greenfield, Indiana

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