We have gathered together in Old Istanbul,
With Military History and a swim to fulfil,
Our Driver Ozgan, guides Yavuz and John,
We travelled together for fellowship and fun.
In our bus we travel to World War 1 Gallipoli,
Many battlefields, the opportunity to see.
Lone Pine, The Nek, Quinn’s Post, Chanuk Bair,
The ANZACs their task almost impossible, so unfait.
Our swim today in the straits of Dardanelle,
Near the shore, where our forebears fought and fell,
We follow the strokes of Poet Lord Byron,
And Leander in search of Hero his beautiful siren.
Well worth a day on the fickle Hellespont,
Our group with six majors on the podium font,
Every one did make it and did the lot,
Tho’ some with the currents, we lost the plot.
As we part tomorrow and go our own way,
We’ll miss your company, your friendly g’day,
From two young princesses to us older folks,
Thanks go to our leaders, you are just great blokes.