The finest ship of the White Star Line,
Titanic
majestically sailed the brine
A
floating palace of opulence
A
thing of beauty and elegance
But
beauty is but a fragile veneer
And
conceals a truth more austere
Into
the depths Europe’s poor, are thrust
Travelling
in steerage like human ballast
The
iceberg cut her stem to stern
But
at first no one showed concern
Except
the poor below the waterline
Where
it quickly filled with Icy brine
“Only
God himself could sink her”
It
was claimed by an unknown author
The
Titanic promoted by J. Bruce Ismay
Quickly
sank to his utter dismay
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