On holiday we journeyed on a vintage train
Which bumped up and down again and again
Causing me intolerable pain in my lower back
As the ride was up and down causing me flack
As I lack a strong behind of which I was blind
To the detrimental effect of a bad, painful spine
As I was oblivious to the ride being so perilous
Of which it was devious in all sad seriousness.
But the views out the window were picturesque
With the valley and mountain scenery the best
With the greenery bountiful with being ample
And the colourful flowers were far from dull.
The train destination’s end was at Windermere
And appreciating the view we raised apt cheer
Whilst drinking beer in a hotel bar not so far
From the Lake which was reflecting our star.
Copyright Andrew Stevenson 15/09/2024
Thank you. Love love, Andrew.
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