"What's going on up there! ? "
Oh no it broke again
Whatever will we do
The rails have broke apart again
Like they are held together by glue.
Constantly breaking
the conductor throws a fit,
but there's nothing he will do
so up on his pedestal is where the bellowing fat man sits.
Word gets around about
Something that can fix
Steel
For harder rails will be bound
For the end of the bellowing railroad pricks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
For harder rails will be bound.........do you mean to type found? ? it would make more sense to me. i like the poem more than dislike it. and should the quotation marks be used for more of the poem? bri ;)