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Rex Allen McCoy
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since 2000-01-30

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Sippin a Timmy's in London

0 posted 2000-12-28 10:02 AM

Interesting thoughts in this old poem
Unknown Author

The Hell Bound Train
~~~

Having  drunk  so  much
he  could  drink  no  more
Tom  Gary  lay  down
on  the  bar-room  floor
He  fell  asleep
with  a  troubled  brain
and  dreamed ...
he  rode
on  a  Hell-bound  train
~
The  engine
with  blood
was  red  and  damp
and  brilliantly  lit
by  a  brimstone  lamp
An  Imp  for  fuel
was  shoveling  bones
and  the  furnace  rang
with  a  thousand  moans
~
The  passengers  made
a  motley  crew
there  were  Church  members
Athiest
Gentile  and  Jew
Richmen  in  broadcloth
and  beggars  in  rags
handsome  young  ladies
and  withered  old  hags
~
While  the  train  dashed  on
at  a  lightning  pace
the  hot  winds  scorched
their  hands  and  face
Wilder  and  wilder
the  country  grew
faster  and  faster
the  engine  flew
~
Hotter  and  hotter
the  air  became
til  the  clothes  were  burned
from  each  quivering  frame
Then
in  the  distance
there  arose  such  a  yell
" Ha  Ha"
quoth  the  Devil
we  are  nearing  Hell
~
Then  oh  how  the  passengers
shrieked  with  pain
and  begged  the  Devil
to  stop  the  train
But  he  capered  about
and  sang  with  glee
and  laughed
and  joked
at  their  agony
~
My  faithful  friends
you  have  done  my  work
and  the  devil
can  never
a  pay-day  shirk
You  have  bullied  the  weak
and  robbed  the  poor
and  the  starving  brother
turned  from  your  door
~
You  have  laid  up gold
where  canker  rusts
and  you  gave  free  vent
to  your  fleshy  lusts
You  have  honour  scorned
and  corruption  sown
and  trampled  the  laws
of  justice  down
~
You  have  drunk
and  stolen
murdered  and  lied
and  scoffed
and  gloated
in  your  hell-born  pride
You  have  paid  full  fare
and  I  will  carry  you  through
for  it  is  nothing  but  right
you  shold  have  your  due
~
So  Tom  awoke
with  an  agonized  cry
his  clothes
soaking  wet
and  his  hair
standing  high
Then  he  prayed
as  he  never  had  prayed  before
to  be  saved
from  drink
and  the  Devils  power
And  his  vows
and  prayers
were  not  in  vain
for  he  never  more  rides
on  a  Hell-bound  train
~~~

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