LOOK BOTH WAYS, AND UP

I drove my car up to the train tacks, in a little, rural town,

I looked for the train one way, up, and the other way, I looked down,

I geared my car into humming,

Across the tracks I was coming,

An airplane fell on top of my head, now I wear an Angel's gown.

THE AGE OF CLOCKS AND TRAINS

I Yearn for the age of clocks and trains,
Where mechanics cluttered up our brains,
Now, I just push down on a button,
Tech has made my mind mutton,
Coplex thought gives my head spastic pains.

A POX ON CRISTMAS IN JULY

I got a toy train for Christmas, but I just got it out of the box,

It's almost the 4th of July, and I'm stuck home with the chicken pox,

My train goes "choo, choo, choo",

With an engine hauling cars #1 and #2,

It's run over two small plastic humans, and almost hit the rubber fox.

THE TRAIN, BRAIN AND CHEAP RENT GAIN

Next door there was this train,
It's tooter hurt my little brain,
But, my rent was real cheap,
Apartment easy to keep,
Thus, my bank account had a small gain.