I went to board the train
It was about to rain!
And while I climbed the slope
I saw a school boy lope!
I met few yelling women
Oh, not so nice an omen!
One was a heavy weight
In a giggly group of eight!
It was a noisy blast,
That should not even last!
Then when I took my seat
I bought some chips to eat!
The place was not so cold
But it seemed so dry and old!
With all these starts my travel!
Oh God! Let me ravel!
It was about to rain!
And while I climbed the slope
I saw a school boy lope!
I met few yelling women
Oh, not so nice an omen!
One was a heavy weight
In a giggly group of eight!
It was a noisy blast,
That should not even last!
Then when I took my seat
I bought some chips to eat!
The place was not so cold
But it seemed so dry and old!
With all these starts my travel!
Oh God! Let me ravel!
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