<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416859" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Train Misser</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">At Union Station</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Ll where in the world my eyes has bin--<br>Ef I hain't missed that train ag'in!<br>Chuff! And whistle! And toot! And ring!<br>But blast and blister the dasted train--!<br>How it does it I can't explain!<br>Git here thirty-five minutes before<br>The durn things due--! And, drat the thing<br>It'll manage to git past-shore!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The more I travel around, the more<br>I got no sense--! To stand right here<br>And let it beat me! 'Ll ding my melts!<br>I got no gumption, ner nothin' else!<br>Ticket Agent's a dad-burned bore--!<br>Sell you a tickets all they keer--!<br>Ticket Agents ort to all be</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Prosecuted-- and that's jes what--!<br>How'd I know which train's fer me?<br>And how'd I know which train was not--?<br>Goern and comin' and gone astray,<br>And backin' and switchin' ever'-which-way!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ef I could jes sneak round behind<br>Myse'f, where I could git full swing,<br>I'd lift my coat, and kick, by jing!<br>Till I jes got jerked up and fined--!<br>Fer here I stood, as a durn fool's apt<br>To, and let that train jes chuff and choo<br>Right apast me-- and mouth jes gapped<br>Like a blamed old sandwitch warped in two!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=James+Whitcomb+Riley">James Whitcomb Riley</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=416859" data-title="The Train Misser de James Whitcomb Riley" data-description="At Union Station 'Ll where in the world my eyes has bin-- Ef I hain't missed that train ag'in! Chuff! And whistle! And toot! And ring! But blast and blister the dasted train--! How it does it I can't explain! Git here thirty-five minutes before T..."></div> </div> </div>

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