That poem was one of the first I heard, on the wireless in my formative years. I was bounced to it on my grandfather's knee, with the railway sounds, the changing rhythms, explained and acted-out. I was afraid it had become a relic of the age of steam and I am delighted that it resonates with a later generation.
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