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The Hell-Bound Train

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A Texas cowboy lay down on a barroom floor,
Having drunk so much he could drink no more;
So he fell asleep with a troubled brain
To dream that he rode on a hell-bound train.

The engine with murderous blood was damp
And was brilliantly lit with a brimstone lamp;
An imp, for fuel, was shoveling bones,
While the furnace rang with a thousand groans.

The boiler was filled with lager beer
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Walterrean Salley 17 November 2016

(The Hell-Bound Train - Poem by Anonymous Americas.) Have heard this poem recited for many years. also read it for myself, but never knew its author. A well composed composition. Full of warnings. Certainly heightens my awareness. Thank you.

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