The Tale Of The Titanic Poem by Della Perry

The Titanic sank because of me
At the time I was only three
I've got to get it off my chest
I did a bad thing, you know the rest
I've never told a single soul
Of my involvement, my starring role
I've often heard people wonder
If only they knew of my blunder!
It became of anger and terrible wrath
That I sunk that ship within my bath!
It's for forgiveness that I strive
Remorse now I'm older, now I am five!