The steam is hissing from the spout <br />As the pressure cooker pushes it out <br />Takes my back to my childhood past <br />As great steam engines go flying past <br /> <br />Huffing and puffing plumes of smoke <br />You cough and splutter it makes you choke <br />The ground it shakes under foot <br />As you hear that high pitched toot <br /> <br />Traveling along its metal road <br />Its boiler bubbling to near explode <br />As it carries its heavy load <br />Driver on his footplate stood <br /> <br />Face covered in oil and with soot <br />Proud was he as was his dad <br />For an engine driver he was glad <br /> <br />Timer rings cooking done <br />Brings me back form times of childhood fun <br /> <br /> <br />25 10 10 <br />Chellaston<br /><br />Jim O'Donnell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cooking-recalls-the-past/
