All Dutch ships built had a carved tulip on the very top of the mainmast.

Launching of the Mary Rose

Red sky peering over the tulip
As the cross trees sway
The Dutch master's fnished mast
Carved and launched this day

The tulip his last, now finished
As the wine breaks upon the bow
Hemp and steel wire ropes, snap
She slips from her bed, whistles blow

The figurehead bows to the waters
Lifting, as the waves fill her breasts
The crack of canvas, she fills her cheeks
Waves break with curling crests

Hard a starboard nee larboard
Port side without an oar
As she slips beneath the winds
At the sound of King Neptune's roar.