The Tram Man
I am a tram lover, I love all things tram,
In fact, you might know me, I am the tram man.
As both man and boy it has been plain to see
That trams are a thing that were special to me.
I am a tram rider, I just love to ride
Up top or below at the front, back or side.
I don’t even care where the tram journey ends,
I’ll just stay on board and then come back again.
I am a tram driver; I love to drive trams,
With my tram controller, you're safe in my hands.
I’ll give you a ride if you want to hop on,
I’ll ring my bell loudly and then we’ll be gone.
I am a tram expert, I know inside out
The workings of trams and what they are about.
I know every detail, just ask - and I’ll bet
There’s not a tram question I’ve not answered yet.
Trams are my hobby, wherever I can,
I visit tram places, I am the tram man.
Or else I may go to my own garden shed
And have fun and games with my own trams instead
I’m full of tram trivia, (some say tram bore) ,
I know all the tram parts and what they are for,
I know all the models, their numbers and routes,
I wear tram man’s trousers, tram hat and tram boots.
I am a collector, I’ve models and books
And trams of all sizes, tram pictures on hooks.
Tram memorabilia - trinkets abound
And sound effect records that play the tram’s sound.
I’m full of tram stories, and willingly share
Where the trams go to, and from, and to where.
I travelled the world as a good tram man should
Tram riding as many as I possibly could
And now here I am at the end of the track
I’ve made my last journey - I’m not coming back
Remember the tram man, although I can’t stay
Just think of a tram and I’m not far away.
The Tram Man© by Sue Betts - March 2011
Sue Betts
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