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Steam Train

Steam Train. Whoo! Whoo! The steam train hoots as she passes through Glen Barrow. Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! She hoots again through our village streets so narrow. It's half past nine from Northern Line our steam trains never late you hear her hoots a Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! as she passes where I wait. I wave to all the travellers that board her everyday. Some going to work on this old steam train. Then some just come to stay. A holiday is why they come to the streets broad and narrow. On this old steam train they come each day as it passes through Glen Barrow. Whoo! Whoo! I listen and know it's half past nine because that's the only time of day this train comes through this line.

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Date: 2/14/2017 11:48:00 PM
Beautiful poem. Quite rhythmical.
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Date: 10/18/2016 11:23:00 AM
I can picture that from your words. Thanks for sharing. :)
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