InterCity 125

I didn’t foresee

That carriage B

Would alter my life

In such curious fashion

 

And who even knew

That the 10:52

Could ever have been

The scene of such passion?

 

We entered the station

To great consternation

Our deeds were the subject

Of much speculation

 

But I don’t regret

And I’ll never forget

The good times we had

Before privatisation

◄ Old Fred

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