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EVEN GOD CAN'T SINK THIS SHIP




As Doyen as he seemed, 
He sunk into the deep of his heart
And aroused what couldn't exist 
Common Ice, piercing the metallic.

T'is was on that special beast
A kind of untouchable brute
When that captain let go everything
No, it rather slipped from his hands.

The wonder of the world
The titan of desire and pleasure
She was called The TITANIC.
For it was as hard as titanium.

"Even God can't sink this ship"
Said the captain of the night
Who revered not the Lord's might
But thought the engineer was alright

Words they say aren't just powerful
They are sometimes dreadful
Causing pain even in the bossom of God,
To Let frozen water cut a ship like sword.

If you ever watched the movie,
And listened to the latter,
These words you would remember
That truly God never sunk it,
The captain rather sang 
And then, the ship gently sunk.

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