FuG 215 Neptun

Neptune, oh Neptune, a radar so grand, In World War II, it helped planes understand, A code name it had, a secret to keep, Low-to-mid VHF band, it would leap. Airborne intercept, it was designed to be, A targeting device, for planes flying free, With "V/R" attached, a warning it gave, Forward and backward, it helped pilots behave. Working in metres, it scanned the sky, A stop-gap solution, as time passed by, Until SHF-band devices were found, FuG 240 Berlin, radar renowned. Transceiving antennas, they were quite unique, Hirschgeweih they used, like a stag's antler peak, Eight-dipole array, shorter elements they'd find, For twin-engined night fighters, it was designed. But an experimental fitment, they did try, A Yagi-based Morgenstern, reaching for the sky, Twin elements crossed, at a perfect ninety, A single-mast-mounted array, oh so mighty. Neptune's radar dance, a tale to be told, Of German ingenuity, brave and bold, In World War II, it played its part, Guiding planes with precision, from the start. Random page: AT&T Champions Classic