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#WritcoPoemPrompt10
Rickety, rick, rackety rack,
The train sings a song on its old track,
We swing with its tune,
Swaying and bouncing a moment too soon,
thinking to deep and
loving to hard
the engine is running
in its own heart
...
Rickety, rick, rackety rack,
The train sings a song on its old track,
We swing with its tune,
Swaying and bouncing a moment too soon,
thinking to deep and
loving to hard
the engine is running
in its own heart
...
