Excitement, they say, peaked in Southampton Bay
For all those set to sail the Atlantic
But none could foresee, what would soon come to be
The Wreck Of The Great Ship Titanic..

Rich and famous were some of the passengers who'd come,
They were awed by the marvelous vessel
It's vastness of size, widened young and old eyes
All felt privileged to ride something special

The grandeur, so fine..was from the White Star Line
Just a plan in the year Nineteen-Seven
JP Morgan's finance helped the plan to advance
Till it's launching, in Nineteen-Eleven...

Twenty-four boilers strong, each one twenty feet long
Nine large furnaces power the engines
Propellers, just three..move it's hulk gracefully,
Fed from coal down below in coal dungeons

Of four classic funnels, three expel smoke and gas
The fourth lends an image of power
They're symbols of types, this tall quartet of pipes,
As above the grand deck, they all tower

Passenger count's more
Than twenty-two hundred score
And the crew totals nine hundred thirteen
A gymnasium, and a pool where they swim
Until now, on a ship, had not been seen

It's designed to be..the safest one on the sea
And the king of the luxury liner
A palace afloat, is this majestic boat
There has never been any ship finer

April, nineteen twelve spins, the maiden voyage begins
Two days out, extra calm, the Atlantic
Told there's iceberg force, so the captain alters course
Slightly south, steers the Great Ship Titanic

A lookout's shout said, "There's an iceberg ahead!"
But a fateful too late came the warning
Tho' engines reverse, the ice monster, submersed,
Ripped a hole in the ship that morning

Starboard is brushed, and five compartments are flushed
Excess weight makes the others start filling
The order, "Full Stop!"..readied lifeboats are dropped
The night air and the scene are each chilling

Hurry and haste makes for some lifeboat waste
And on each, high wave wash is slapping
At two-ten A.M. stern rise brings mayhem
The huge forward funnel's collapsing

As the bridge is crushed, to the stern, all rush
Some leap from the rail for escaping
With the starboard bow full, there's a strain on the hull,
Between funnels, in half, ship starts breaking

Like a monster of thirst, the sea claims the bow first
The stern rights itself, then sinks slower
Soon buried in the silt is the greatest ship built
Two miles down on the cold ocean floor

The story's been told in movies new and old
Of the brave and the bold and the panic
Final hymn played would be, "Nearer, My God, To Thee"
At The Wreck Of The Great Ship Titanic

High above white waves roll,
Like some giant fishbowl,
Down below, cloaked by microbes, organic,
Lies the ship of it's days,
Maybe someday they'll raise,
The Wreck Of The Great Ship Titanic