The RMS Queen Mary.
Was a ship,and not a ferry.
Out at sea,from dawn till
dusk.The White Star Liner.
Would never rust.It would
sail by day,and then by night.
With eighty one thousand gross
tons and power.You could sail
the ocean blue.Every minute of
the day,or every minute of the
hour.Named after Mary Of Teck.
The wife of a King.Legend has
it..She was a clean machine.
Three large turetts.The size
of a mountain.Steam rolled out,
like a smoke stack poutin'.
Finally,the queen.She had to
retire.Long Beach it was..
California for hire..
Famous Ship Poetry By Kim Robin Edwards
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