The Travels of Queen Mary the Second
It is so...from two thousand and four you were created...born into the waves in which you traverse,
Creating the endless boundaries that most would not normally take...Transatlantic voyage number one,
Pushing past minimal rogue waves and the like...you ferry...thousands of passengers you push on,
There is no limit...nor is there a place you will come to a halt...you push on without fragility.
R.I.P. Great Titanic...you have made way for the queen...shown us the ice chunks of lore,
Now Mary will explore...from Great Britain your departing and the seven seas your detouring,
The might you proceed...delighted the public sees you coming like a shining brilliance over the waters,
Those ports you define...strolling like an entire city upon another...ports housing your might existence.
Queen Mary the second...let the world know your there...a great example in a water filled world,
You stride along the waves like a great city floating...exchanging drinks from one citizen to another,
Captains orders to dock for the Caribbean coasts now...shipmates need to eat a lunch by the shore,
Oh the greatness...the massive abilities you hold at your ships will...the opportunities...oh Queen Mary the second.
There you depart once again...the ships calling for an exit...the way again opened for high seas,
The adventure is made...the orders have been displayed...off to England we will go another round,
The customers are oh so happy...the realities of tabletop dinners and drinks with the bartender,
Here's the port once again...we are here at last...oh England...your people are cheering....the excellent appeals you have made.
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