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ALSTON SPORTS DEPOT
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TERRIFIC TRAIN POEMS
I sit by the window.
Outside, they all go.
The trucks, the cars, from near and far.
I watch as they all go through the rain.
The trains, passengers and freight they haul. They're so great. I watch them all.
The tracks. From Boston, all the way Chicago, IL they do go.
They, just outside the glass, do pass.
