Train Flying Top SpeedA Poem by Belle79
Rickety, rick, rackety rack,
The train sings a song on its old track, We swing with its tune, Swaying and bouncing a moment too soon, a dark and clear night, Moving like a typhoon, we just saw a cow jump over the moon, the train is moving, and not a minute is wasted trying to make it on time hoping that we will make it As the train goes it's produces melodies singing along is my fondest memory the ride was quick and we are all doing fine Just thankful the train arrived right on time B.R. Date: 10/6/2025 © 2025 Belle79Featured Review
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