The Titanic

This ship is sinking,
You’re out of time,
You better have you pen inking
Down your rhymes

The last chance
For your untrue words
An untidy romance
Before I put up the boards

One more time to take the stairs
One more time to have some tea
One more time to visit the fairs
One more time to sing with glee

Because it’ll be your last,
I wish it wasn’t true
But you can’t fix these masts,
Before my face turns blue