You are not it.

Dec 29, 2020 11:34

Thinking of little counting rhymes we used to do when we were kids...

Engine, Engine, number 9
Going down Chicago Line
If the train goes off the track,
Do you want your money back?

Yes.

Y E S spells yes and you are not it.

My mother and your mo-ther were hanging out clothes,
My mother punched your mo-ther right in the nose,
What color was the blood?

Red.

R-E-D spells red and you are not it.

poetry, childhood, trains

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