Capt Smith's Immortal Words As The Titanic Sank Without A Trace
She was posh and built at enormous cost
Alas, She was fated to be star-crossed
Plunged to Her eternal grave
Capt Smith gave a final wave
And shouted, "Cheer up folks! All hope is lost!"
Copyright © Robert L. Hinshaw | Year Posted 2024
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