Always the same

Out in the Old West, as the tale goes, there are speeding trains, and perilous foes. Up atop train cars through deserts they rumble, and always the bridge out, turned into rubble. We have to jump, the train will careen! So screams the head honcho, brazen and mean. So they jump to safety, and watch in shock, as the train plummets from where they gawk. Thank god we're safe, they whisper and sound, but suddenly realize Tom's nowhere to be found. Oh crap, says honcho, we forgot Tom, better get ready to dredge him along. For at the bottom of the river, cracked on his side, lay Thomas the Tank Engine, wounded his pride.


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