Titanic - Fare Thee Well
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Spending her birthday upon such a wonderful ship at sea.
The six-year-old was as happy as she could possibly be.
Her dad had bought her a wonderful doll with golden hair.
She was delighted and took her new doll everywhere.
The waiters in the main dining room even gave it a chair.
All knew the lovely doll was hers, as she carried it around.
A happier more fun-loving child, you wouldn’t have found.
Somehow panic set out among people and crew on the ship.
Mother said to run with her to the deck, be careful not to trip.
The floor was wet, she held tight so she would not slip.
On the deck some were crying, and the band was playing.
Confusing to a six-year-old, close to Mother, she was staying.
Where is Father, and where is my doll? She began to cry.
“I must go back and find her.” Mother wouldn’t let her, but “Why?”
“Please mother let me get my doll” Sorry child I must deny.”
They were pushed into a small boat and lowered into the sea.
Looking back at the ship she saw Father waving goodbye sadly.
Mother said he would look after her doll until they met again.
As the big ship went out of sight, she looked for Father in vain.
No doll replaced the one lost. The name Titanic brought distain.
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