Island Of Sodor Poem by Edward Kofi Louis
Island Of Sodor
Oily,
A sharp push;
But very busy time on the Island of Sodor!
And like a drink of water to cool your thirst.
Unusual,
Time to take off again!
And like your red ribbon in the name of love,
But you are still busy on the Island of Sodor.
Tried, fried, cried, lied, applied, dried;
And like seven priests carrying seven horns!
But on the Island of Sodor i will rest my mind because of you.
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