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    On valentines day, someone proposed to write haikus for your favourite Walküre. I did. I also asked for someone to open a forum thread about it. No one did. Now I have the time and the resources, but alas Valentines day is over. Very well, I write a haiku for every interviewed Walküre. Here's my first few. Mehr Heimat geht nicht. Mutig, stolz und forsch bist du. Liebe Scharnhorst mein. Grace- and beautiful High spirits and good humour Belfast enchantress Voykov the Russian Stoic worker in the fleet Even Winter fears Cat lady Exeter Hunting nobility far And away in spring Beautiful pictures By a beautiful lady La Motte-Picquet With a bashful voice And a bashful spirit you Are truly Boisy For la patria Black raven flies excited Cheery Velasco A Belle and southern Mississippi has to be Formally addressed Introduced them all With one big exception we Wait for it Mahan Husbando she has No mind for manners as well Eager Nautilus Deutsch und von Adel Gejagt nicht nur von der Maus Admiral Graf Spee So mysterious. Can she stay for long with you? What plots Surcouf now? For Battenberg cake And good tea, no less, we fight And die Ark Royal
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    Silent and concerned Lady D’Aosta is Noble and restraint No time Profintern Showed you all of her hobbies Was there shown too much? Elegant Moskva Focused on things which matter Unlike her sister? Always on the search For something new exciting Is Maille Breze Is she the finest? Kongou has seen much but is Refined Japanese? Besiege mit ihr Deine Fehler und Feinde Wähl Leberecht Maass A lot of blood seen Willing to see more of it Verdun engages Rätsel entdecken, Lösen und Wahrheit finden U-29 Im Winter sind wir. Nur kalt. Gedanken wärmen. Holde Gneisenau. A fierce warrior Takao improves herself Every way possible Stars in her eyes she Pursues them and fights with you For you Orion Aoba Goldberg Has nothing on her skill for Crafty beauty things Girl Scout submarine Serves King and country good Join Salmon your scout
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    Foul tongue but sharp blades Bulldog, you like a good fight Wellington likes you Kirov joins the fight Against the enemy and About the captain Bearn what ship is she? One which fights the enemy One which loves good food Hans Lüdemann sorgt Für alle flotten Schiffe Pünktlich und für mich Only one shirt fits Harbinger of death itself Camicia Nera Is she the finest? Nagato tries hard to be Refined Japanese Do not approach her First you need to be assigned To the sub I 8 New to the waters Find at the end of the world The musical Perth Sail on the scent of Tea brought to you by the belle Algerie by name Vive la france et Vive la morale cheers Le Triomphant now Up and at them Cheers Stewart in her routine To pump you up high Wanderlust is good Houston has plenty of it Tag along a bit Can you smell the bread? Henley made a lot of it Go on and take one
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    For el caudillo Fierce Canarias is here Polished unwavering Can you smell kaneel? In de Keuken De Ruyter Preparing ontbijt Fearless in a storm Do not call her Peking duck Dutiful Wicher Sei auf der Hut vor Nürnberg. Sie legt Fallen für dich aus. Lass dich nicht fangen. Sharp tongue and sharp blades Watch out or you might get hurt Leningrad is here Do not insult her! Heavy cruiser heavy punch Pola means you die Create beautiful Spirits with a beautiful Kumano creates Nevada with cards Means lady luck in her hands Go on play with her Mighty Lady Hood Only the finest are good Enough to command Diether von Roeder Sie lehrt preußische Werte Du wirst perfekt sein Party ensues now New Orleans took care of it Hands and pants all down A real movie star Arizona desert dry Sails on the war path Huntress from Quebec Fluently Saguenay Follows the war path
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    The second part: Sleep is for the weak Parizhskaya Kommuna Work has to be done African huntress Axum dives for Italy Brings coffee with her Complete Samurai Incomplete dancer tries hard Start off the Hi-ryu Most experience Most impact most hides Yavuz Most hugged of all Loving the outside Enjoys to play with golf balls Watch out Chiyoda Ideas in mind Lampo improves every Ship with her genius Pure to most captains Traitor to one. Not easy Acting like Nerpa Can you smell what fries? Lexington prepares a treat Both for friend and foe Colour explosion Embracing the new always Nenohi searches A l’attaque Dunkerque is on our side We fear for nothing Faithful postal ship Rawalpindi bring us post Death to enemy African huntress Nubian sails for England Brings dead prey with her Can you smell something Fishy? Could it be cooking? Kitakami is
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    That's what Oan has to say about it. 'Course mechanically speaking that explanation fits about as well as a square peg in a round hole, but...
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    -- Note, this is note BCS Tirpitz as the art for her is not out as of writing this-- **Tirpitz is on her deck at night.** The snow glows white in the Fjord tonight, not a footprint to be seen. A basin of isolation and it looks like I'm the queen. The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside. Couldn't keep it in, Furer knows I tried. Don't let them in, don't let them see. Be the good belle you always have to be. Conceal, don't feel, don't let British know. Well, now they know! Let it go, let it go! Won't hold it back any more. Let it go, let it go! Arm cannons, Torps and more! I don't care what they're going to say. Let the War rage on. The dead never bothered me anyway. It's funny how some distance, makes enemies seem small. And the fears that once consumed me, can't damage me at all It's time to see what I can do, to test their limits and break through. No right, no wrong, no rules for me. I'm free! Let it go, let it go. I sail under the ocean's sky. Let it go, let it go. They'll never see me cry. Here I'll sail, and here I'll stay. Let the war rage on. My power flurries through my cannons all abound My soul is spiraling with explosive blasts all around And one thought crystallizes like an magazine blast I'm never pulling back; the past is in the past! Let it go, let it go. And I'll fight 'til break of dawn. Let it go, let it go That perfect girl is gone Here I stand, in the light of day. Let the war rage on! Their dead never bothered me anyway...