Norfolk And Western 611, Stride On My Sophisticated Lady Poem by Nicholas Nessen

Norfolk and Western 611, Stride on my sophisticated Lady.

Norfolk and Western 611, Stride on with your beautiful black coat, and your gorgeous red stream line. Your unique scent of lit, and burning coal. You march with your trumpet like exhaust beat, like a gorgeous princess wading through the kinds court yard. Your Sexy Drivers that memorize any near passerby. Stride on sophisticated lady. The crossing gates slide down, and the ding, ding, ding, of the warning signals combines with your beautiful voice. The announcement has been made through your gorgeous voice, and your beautiful steam whistle. You are coming, you are near, you are here.

Ounce again I hope to hear the falling gates, of the railroad crossing and your beautiful luring voice. Lets fire up 611. I want to hear you sing ounce more, stride on my sophisticated lady. Lets fire up 611.