Along the same lines art pens
Where do we go, who do we run to?
As the train is passing the wheels sing a song
Clickety-click clackety-clack
Throw out the throttle and give it the gun
Chug chug chug. Puff puff puff. Ding-dong, ding-dong, ding-dong
Dream of a place cos we just missed the train.
The train is running,
Night is passing,
In order of travel –
Destination is approaching.
© gayshir 2019
