This is a poem I wrote as a tribute to the late, great, R.M.S. TITANIC.
Her name was TITANIC.
Her keel was laid in the spring of 1909.
She would be big and strong, elegant and fine.
Her name was TITANIC.
Rising nearly 100 feet above her keel.
Was an absolute mountain of iron and steel.
Her name was TITANIC.
Ten thousand men would labor on her for nearly three years.
They would drive more than three million rivets into her gears.
Her name was TITANIC.
She was almost 900 feet long.
And that was no exaggeration or song.
Her name was TITANIC.
She had two masts, three props, four funnels, 29 boilers, and seven decks.
Without question, she had some very impressive specs.
Her name was TITANIC.
On the 10th of April 1912, she took aboard 2,228 passengers and crew, along with hundreds of tons of mail.
Captain Smith now ordered her engines to engage, then declared her ready to sail.
Her name was TITANIC.
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