Titanical Beast

There she stands this great big beast
Made of iron a mighty feast
53000 tones of shear power
With glass and carpet of pure desire
Laid down in Belfast for the White star line
With thoughts of grandeur that were so divine
Beautiful colours of red, black and white
Built by Harland and Wolff what a fabulous sight
You can hear those engines thundering away
No one will ever keep her at bay
The smell of new wood in all the rooms
All the crew exceptionally groomed
This was the ship that would never sink
Signed off fit in beautiful blue ink
But down she went on that fatal day
To the bottom so far away