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The ten-o-one

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We hadn't been in the house for long,
We'd moved in overnight,
I hadn't explored the neighborhood,
As a kid, that wasn't right,
But the only time I had to see
After the daily chores,
Was after dark when my bike and me
Were free to roam outdoors.
I'd had to go to a brand new school
And I met this creepy kid,
He seemed to be breaking every rule
With the cazy things he did,
But I was the only friend he had
So he'd meet me after dark,
And we would ride through the neighborhood
And down through the Chestnut Park.
He said that he'd lived there all his life
Did I really want a thrill?
He'd take and show me where Noah's Ark
Was buried under the hill,
Or maybe I'd like to see the train
That they called the Ten-0-One,
Whose boiler blew in the evening dew
And dismembered everyone.
The night was right for a ghostly tale
There was neither Star nor Moon,
In truth the sky had been overcast
Since the early afternoon,
We rode our bikes to the railway track
On the far side of the park,
I couldn't see either path or tree
As we rode there in the dark.
At almost ten we could hear the train
As it laboured up the hill,
And then the sparks from its stack were seen
In the smoke it chuffed out still,
It loomed up black, and covered in soot
And I looked to see my friend,
Who stood on top of the tender coal
As it passed me on the bend.
I called out, ‘How did you get up there?'
As he danced, while looking scared,
A crazy look in his eyes up where
The glow from the fire box flared,
‘Come up,' he screamed, ‘or you'll miss the fun,'
But the train ran down the hill,
And left me stood by the bike he left
While I felt a sudden chill.
The sky lit up with the brightest light
That I've ever seen, I swear,
But even so, there wasn't a sound
As the train blew up out there,
It left me shivering in the dark
There wasn't a thought of fun,
I'd caught a glimpse of my watch before
It was just on Ten-0-One.
I rode back down thefollowing day
To dispel the fear I felt,
My creepy friend had gone away
Though his bike lay where I knelt,
The railway line from a distant time
Was rusted and lay undone,
For never a train in eighty years
Hadfollowed that Ten-0-One.

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Poet 11586

The ten-o-one