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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365924" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Devil's Loco</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I live by an ancient railway track<br>Near the village of Nether Stonely, <br>Though the trains were left in the distant past, <br>And the ribbon of track is lonely, <br>The rails are rusted, covered in weeds<br>And lead to an old stone tunnel, <br>That squads of Victorian engineers<br>Once sealed to the height of a funnel.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">As lads, we'd clamber up to the top<br>And peer through the gap left up there, <br>Into the pitch of the blackness, where<br>You could still get a whiff of sulphur.<br>We'd shout ‘Hello! ' there, into the dark, <br>And listen to hear the echo<br>Bounce off the curve of the soot-black walls<br>That seemed to be whispering ‘Loco! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The legend went that a local lad<br>In '93, in the winter, <br>Had followed his dog as it chased a hare, <br>They'd all been seen to go in there, <br>A tank, a 2.4.2 went in<br>To the dark of the old stone tunnel, <br>With sparks and smoke obscuring the view<br>As sulphur poured from its funnel.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It didn't come out from the other side, <br>The boy never reappeared, <br>The company suddenly closed off the line<br>With that bevy of engineers, <br>The loco was written right off from the books, <br>They said it had gone to the knackers, <br>And secretive meetings were held at the docks<br>With directors, and all of their backers! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">I slipped right over that wall at ten, <br>But nobody would believe me, <br>And felt my way through the darkness then<br>As my eyes, they thought to deceive me, <br>A loco, cold, and covered in rust<br>Stood silent there in the tunnel, <br>And under the front, a skeleton crushed, <br>As dead as the old train's funnel! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">On winter days when a fog or haze<br>Comes down, I can hear it barking, <br>A dog in chase of a hare, and then<br>The sound of a young boy laughing, <br>And then the rumble and chuff of a train<br>Drifts faintly over the meadow, <br>As I cover my ears to muffle the scream<br>And the sound of the Devil's Loco!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a><div class=q>
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Near the village of Nether Stonely, 
Though the trains were left in the distant past, 
And the ribbon of track is lonely, 
The rails are rusted, covered in weeds
And lead to an old stone tunnel, 
That squads of V..."></div>
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