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Day Of Sorrow
#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,then out of nowhere comes a sound of doom, the train speeds up, won't slow down, everyone on this frightful day,ends up with a frown.
© writerpal
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,then out of nowhere comes a sound of doom, the train speeds up, won't slow down, everyone on this frightful day,ends up with a frown.
© writerpal
