Rose & Jack

Grandstaircase,
ontop of it,
first class women in lace.

Stewards at every turn,
their job,
to tend to your hearts every yearn.

Most advanced the ship maybe,
An Atlantic berg is on a killing
spree

SLASH!

Into the gut of my ship,
the berg goes,

Hour after a hour,
lower my ship goes.

Into the freezing Atlantic,
people pounce,
The black abyss of water their only
sight

The paralyzing water robes every
ounce
of a young lads strength.

Whales of distress rise from the sea,
Hundreds of them,
Fitting together in perfect harmony.

The waters may freeze
any man o woman
in a breeze.

Stranded people find any support
Any kind...

           "Daddy! Daddy!" Rosa detto as she ran up to Jack as he walked in through the door. 
          "Hi sweetie!" Jack detto picking Rosa up. "What did te and mommy do today?"
          "We talked about colori for the bambini room and we felt the baby kick!" 
          "Really? That's great! What colori did te choose?" Jack asked, walking into the living room with Rosa still in his arms.
           "Me and mommy detto that purple's a nice color, but my room's purple, so then we detto that arancia, arancio and a pale rosa look nice, so we are thinking about those colors,...