Poem

Let it rain!
Who cares?
I've got a train
Upstairs,
With a brake
Which I make
From a string
Sort of thing,
Which works
In jerks
'Cos it drops
In the spring,
Which stops
With a string,
And the wheels
All stick
So quick
That it feels
Like a thing
That you make
With a brake,
Not a string......
So thats what I make,
When the day's all wet.
It's a good sort of brake
But it hasn't worked yet. A.A. MILNE