YOU’LL NEVER GUESS I BET

 

You’ll never guess I bet

What it is that you get

If you cross the Atlantic

With the RMS Titanic?

Do you give in? Can I say?

Ok then “About half way”

GIFTED AMATEURS

 

If someone says they’re an Amateur

There’s really no need to panic

Because Amateurs built the Ark

While Professionals built the Titanic

ON THE TITANIC

 

The most popular drink on the Titanic

Was not served with a lemon slice

Nor with an olive or a soda splash

It was simply served with lots of ice

A THOUSAND SOULS

 

A thousand souls

Plus, half a thousand more

Never again to feel

Land beneath their feet

Lost to the icy deep

For man’s conceit

And lay their still

In companionable rest

Beneath the icy sea

With the unsinkable lady

Of the White Star Line

MARY KEZIA ROBERTS

 

Mary Kezia Roberts

Was a remarkable woman

If for no other reason

Then she sailed, as a stewardess,

Aboard Titanic, and survived

And two years later

Was aboard the HMHS Rohilla

When she was wrecked

And she survived again

NOT EVEN GOD

 

Their arrogant confidence

Was unshrinkable

In fact they considered it

To be unthinkable

For the RMS Titanic

Not to be unsinkable

GIFTED AMATEURS

 

If someone says they’re an Amateur

There’s really no need to panic

Because Amateurs built the Ark

While Professionals built the Titanic

ON THE TITANIC

The most popular drink on the Titanic

Was not served with a lemon slice

Nor with an olive or a soda splash

It was simply served with lots of ice 

RMS TITANIC

 

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

ON THE TITANIC

 

The most popular drink on the Titanic

Was not served with a lemon slice

Nor with an olive or a soda splash

It was simply served with lots of ice

GIFTED AMATEURS

 

If someone says they’re an Amateur

There’s really no need to panic

Because Amateurs built the Ark

While Professionals built the Titanic

YOU’LL NEVER GUESS I BET

 

You’ll never guess I bet

What it is that you get

If you cross the Atlantic

With the RMS Titanic?

Do you give in? Can I say?

Ok then “About half way”

NOT EVEN GOD

 

Their arrogant confidence

Was unshrinkable

In fact they considered it

To be unthinkable

For the RMS Titanic

Not to be unsinkable

RMS TITANIC

 

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

DEATH AT SEA

 

I fight for my life

In the icy water

But fatigue overcomes me

And I succumb

To the welcoming waters

And as I slip beneath the waves

My life replays before me

Like an old home movie

And I think to my self

As my life ebbs away

Damn that was boring

YOU’LL NEVER GUESS I BET

 

You’ll never guess I bet

What it is that you get

If you cross the Atlantic

With the RMS Titanic?

Do you give in? Can I say?

Ok then “About half way”

YOU’LL NEVER GUESS I BET

You’ll never guess I bet

What it is that you get

If you cross the Atlantic

With the RMS Titanic?

Do you give in? Can I say?

Ok then “About halfway”

A THOUSAND SOULS

 

A thousand souls

Plus, half a thousand more

Never again to feel

Land beneath their feet

Lost to the icy deep

For man’s conceit

And lay there still

In companionable rest

Beneath the icy sea

With the unsinkable lady

Of the White Star Line

GIFTED AMATEURS

 

If someone says they’re an Amateur

There’s really no need to panic

Because Amateurs built the Ark 

While Professionals built the Titanic

NOT EVEN GOD

 

Their arrogant confidence

Was unshrinkable

In fact, they considered it

To be unthinkable

For the RMS Titanic

Not to be unsinkable