Round and round, he travels once more
Day after day, he continues his tour
He travels on without hesitation
on his railway with no destination

Everyday he searches
for an escape from his round tracks
But it appears an exit
is the one thing his tracks lack

The little train in his frustration
wishes he could die
Then an idea comes to mind
to commit suicide
His mind is made up no second thoughts
it's too late to look back
as the little train throws himself
off his little round tracks
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"It's 11:30", says the little boy
as he reaches over to inspect the mangled toy
"It's a pity my little train, that you gave up so soon
for I was going to put you on a better track at noon"