Titanic

in nineteen twelve at twelve o clock
people were out in crowds dressed in their favourite frock
as titanic was sailing to sea
half our city went including me
as we all aboard we waved goodbye
the captain then shouted lets untie
the ropes were off the ship and we were moving as the waves were tossing around us

one night when we was in the middle of the sea
my friends and i went out for tea
that night i got settled and comfy in my cabin
shortly after i was awoken with a man shouting Madam
we have hit an iceberg so get to the life boats
and dress very warmly in nice big coats

to my horro the ship was sinking on one side
and as i turned i couldnt believe my eyes
the life boats were tested with seventy men
and only twelve people were leaving on them
the iceberg huge towering over us i cried
it was like hell to look at crashing into us with pride

the sea was on the ship ice cold it came rushing past
everyone trying to escape everyone running fast 
it caught up with me so i closed me eyes and held my breath
getting ready for my cold, breathless death
until a man grabbed me to saftey and hurled me onto a lifeboat
with all the shock and fear i had a lump in my throat

the lump of fear went to my stomach and rolled into a ball trying to explode
but it came out of my eyes running like a tap
but i had to be strong for the lost child on my lap
we were far away from the ship at last
all that watching and waiting fifteen minutes past 

it was nearly gone
the ship of dreams turned into misery will be at the bottom of the sea
but people said it was unsinkable how could this be 
all we could hear and see 
was people jumping off the ship into a freezing cold sea
it was snapped in half like the bones in my foot 
i looked around every one distraught and cut

this will be the last of the titanic 
and all those confused souls we seen panic
sucking them under
it was like the biggest roar of thunder

now titanic is the floor of the sea
dead as can be
it lies there still and quiet 
you was hopes and dreams for everyone
but now your at the bottom of the world
you havent saw daylight for years
and i always wander if the sea is made up of all your tears

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