The USS Lexington

Ahoy there captains and sea lads and cabin boys. Funny thing to find an american colonies ship right there among the scheming cunning French and their corvettes the SS Venerabile and the MV Walt Whitman, but there ye have it me hearties, two bald as a coot corvettes with the old smokey USS Lexington giving them away and nothing between them and the deep blue sea bed but our own set of guns if not a brace of lifeboats. Not that such boats would save this lot, since the crew of these two ships spend so much time invoking satanic powers against the glory and pride and power of the Royal Navy. The king George III is unhappy at the moment, as he cannot see any progress in this naval war against Napoleon's useless flotillas. These navy lads of the Revolution of 1789 offer no consolation to anyone found at sea and always execute their prisoners, even the angels and ladies of the deep known to us as refugees. A shocking wicked lot of charlatans who do not believe in any common decency which is all we expect of a minuteman at sea when victorious over some poor unsuspecting lay square rigger. A wicked lot - there is no solution nowadays but just to fire on sight whenever they are glimpsed on any horizon, even off the coast of Ascension Island or the Falkland Islands where we have sent many prussian ships to the bottom like the Gneisenau and Scharnhorst and Tipper in the days of our earlier wars against the Franco-prussian alliances. Adieu as we say now when we are sinking venerabiles, though there is nothing venerabile about this modern generation. Sensitive lot on the subject of little cherubs we call children. And very sensitive on the subject of infant democracies.