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The Fast Train by James Aitchison

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We’re on the train to Paris

and we’re going really fast!

I can see the needle climb,

as the scenery flashes past.

The ride is very smooth;

not a rattle, bump or shake.

It’s like the magic carpet

that Aladdin used to take.

We’ve almost reached three hundred

kilometres an hour;

there’s no train in Australia

that has this kind of power.

Teacher’s note: The distance from Bordeaux to Paris is around 500 kilometres.  The fast train, leaving Bordeaux at 5.04 pm, arrives in Paris at 7.08 pm.

Poem of the Day

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Wheels Song

 

I don’t know why I’ve got feet

when I could have had wheels,

for wheels go so much faster.

 

Imagine me flying down our street

not in my trainers or boots

but on wheels, with my ghetto-blaster.

 

Imagine people turning to stare

and all telling me to slow down

before I caused a disaster.

 

Imagine me gliding off into space

with a quick little nod to the Moon,

then simply going straight past her. . .

 

© Katherine Gallagher

(Published in Through a Window, Longman, 1995)

  • Submitted in Response to 2016 Poetry Prompt #42

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