Something A Bit Different
Memories Of The Old Days
When I view the modern ships.
It nearly drives me frantic.
With their sheer enormous size,
They dwarf the famed Titanic.
And when the multitudes embark,
To me, it is a pity,
For I see not a ship at all.
I see a floating city.
The decks are crowded everywhere,
The showrooms overflowing,
The Lido lines are always jammed,
And still they keep on growing.
I still recall the smaller ships
When first I started cruising.
For me, the modern megaliths
Have ceased to be amusing.
So let us search for smaller ships,
And leave the great harassing,
For very soon, they'll all be gone,
And we will miss their passing.