Dont Join the Delay Train

You all should know my aim: To hit the lasting fame. I wasn’t made a lame, Not, at present, Old Dame, And great prizes could claim… Men who to Peaks lay claim Forget not strength would wane: The once fleshy turns “Cane” Exciting bubbles ‘Pain’, Much labour “Little Gain” The Sane “A bit insane”: Soon, Towing Van with Crane… Not washed away by Rain Here, there or in Bahrain. The whole shame, the whole Stain… Don’t join The Delay Train.