The Titanic

In 1912, on the 14th of April,
A ship, big and colossal,
Set off on her maiden voyage,
To America with courage,
From Southampton,
Across the Atlantic Ocean,
The best of its kind,
The best you could find,
The name of this ship so gigantic,
Is none other than the Titanic.

And on one unfortunate day,
On her travel to the USA,
An iceberg did she crash,
The starboard did it gash,
Inch by inch, minute by minute,
Sinking in the water, bit by bit,
Many people shouted and screamed,
Hoping that this was just a bad dream,
Many others just panicked,
Because she’s sinking; the Titanic.

The passengers grabbed their coats,
And loaded themselves on life-boats,
But only first class were put on,
For others, their chances were gone,
As she had not enough boats,
And none would take many loads,
Just as it had gotten worse,
Into two, she did burst,
1,513 lives, God did pick,
To go down with the Titanic.