Fearful Symmatry

Thomas the tank engine,

trudged along, fast and steady.

Turning this way and that.

Throwing his weight around.

Thinking how much he loved his job.

There was nothing like it.

through tunnels he went,

the countryisde his comanion.

Daily Prompt

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