The Brain Train Express

There is a little train
Deep inside my brain.
I hear it whistle late at night.
I see the brightness from its light.

It clicks and clacks along,
Always chugging strong.
I feel it switching gears
As smoke pours out my ears.

Never running off the track,
Always forward, never back.

It takes me through my day,
Whisking me away.

"All aboard!"
The conductor roared,
"The Brain Train Express!"

1- Anstey on June 8 2007

You are so going to hate me. But I have to say it... this feels like a beginning. I love what you're doing, but it feels like it doesn't actually do anything. There's no lesson really for the kids, but it's an engaging start. As is always the case, your writing is wonderful -- but I want more.
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stephan

2- Shannon McEwen on June 8 2007

I have to agree with Stephan, this hooks me in and then....just stops. That's very cruel of you Jen!

more more more says the greedy woman on the other end of the computer!
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Life is what happens while you wait for great things.

Life is what happens while you wait for great things.

3- Jen on June 8 2007

You guys are a pain in my brain!

I'll see what I can do with this. I appreciate your honest opinions.

4- Alcuin of York on June 8 2007

The train chugs up the hill
to school and gets it fill,
then speeds back home to see
what's new with you and me.

The brain soon gains some speed,
and grows to flower from a weed,
and when the sun grows bright
big brain will give off light

Alcuin RR

5- Jen on June 8 2007

Alcuin,

I think you've been smoking that weed and it's making your brain bleed!

6- Anstey on June 8 2007

hahaha, the question dear Ms. Ragen is.. WHICH weed!
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stephan