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In nineteen twelve they built a ship, and Titanic was her name,
Pure elegance and luxury for travelers was her claim;
Her maiden voyage it began on April tenth that year,
Those on the dock wished bon voyage to friends and loved ones dear.
They partied and they dined in style, and danced the whole night long,
They thought this ship was built so well that nothing could go wrong;
They thought she was invincible and so they had no fear,
Although the giant icebergs now were drifting very near.
They thought that they had made her just as safe as she could be,
But the mighty ship Titanic disappeared into the sea.
It took some time to realize this would be her only trip.
A hole came in the starboard side, steel plates were buckled in,
Against such odds the stalwart crew knew they could never win;
The Captain made decisions fast, "To the lifeboats," came the call,
"Kids and women will go first, not room enough for all!"
As water filled the crippled ship they could not fight the flow,
And panic gripped the hearts of all for some were trapped below.
An SOS was quickly sent, they prayed it would be heard,
And cries of anguish split the night like some great screeching bird;
With wives and families in the boats, the men just watched them leave,
For broken hearts and broken lives survivors soon would grieve.
They thought that they had made her just as safe as she could be,
But the mighty ship Titanic disappeared into the sea.
There in the cruel Atlantic now, to a grave of muddy brown,
In thirteen hundred feet of sea, this mighty ship went down;
And fifteen hundred lives were lost, with a store of wealth untold,
She lies there on the bottom of the sea so dark and cold.
She now weeps silent tears of rust for lives that ended there.
Now April fifteenth, nineteen-twelve will live in memory,
The mighty ship Titanic wrote her name in history.
They thought that they had made her just as safe as she could be,
But the mighty ship Titanic disappeared into the sea.
Printed in the Newfoundland Herald.