The planet sent it’s emissaries out
To make itself grow.
Didn’t think what the emissaries wanted.
Just didn’t think so.
The emissaries too did not think about
What the planet thought.
As life above ground saw the
Sky get sought.
The emissaries all but forgot
About their planet.
Thank you, friend.
Barry out.
Get your tickets ready please!
Oh uh, hello there. How you doing?
Listen, my name is Barry and I'm the Conductor on this train so if you need anything, you just ask me, okay?
The bathrooms are right over there and please, pick up after yourself on account of I clean the place, too.
And uh, seeing as you're not from around here I'll just tell you straight out - although every story you might hear on this train is true, some stories are "truer" than others, if you can read between the rails...
Anyway, thanks for stopping by and, y'all come back now, y'hear?
Have a grand day, friend.
Barry Williams
Regina, Saskatchewan, Canada
barryhappywilliams@gmail.com
