TIME IS MY TRAIN: Spoken Word Poem : Tony Robinson OBE

TIME IS MY TRAIN: Spoken Word Poem : Tony Robinson OBE


TIME IS MY TRAIN
Time is my train On my seat is a number
My window gobbles Sights seen and forgotten
Whoosh My number is passed on
To the next passenger On the next trip
People get ready Flying is faster
On light nights In the summer time
Dark winter nights Fear of falling and bends On my table I play
Snakes and ladders And pick-up sticks
Chewing and dropping Jigsaw pieces On the way out
I shout really LOUD I will not
B QUIET Turn it off
Go away Go to the next carriage
Or disembark Whoosh

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