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Post by bobsev on May 15, 2020 14:20:59 GMT
 I hope this verse, Receives a quorum, From friends and members, Of the O Gauge Forum.
The hobby we share, Oft times with great flare, Gives ease to our mind, And smiles to mankind.
Skill levels diverse. In our universe. From building a table, For those who are able, To laying of track, We have the knack.
The trains that are run, In circular fashion, Provide us great fun, And reflect our passion.
Though the rooms fill with smoke, And far too much noise, When the trains are running, All men become boys.
From the mountain down, Into a hand built town, Under the trestle, over the bridge, And once again, up the ridge, Our trains travel many miles, And cause many smiles.
When the end does arrive, And we cease to survive, Somewhere in heaven, Runs an O Gauge train, On track number seven.
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Post by Deleted on May 15, 2020 14:35:01 GMT
Bob, So nice to see your poem. I have missed them and this makes me happy to see them again. My best to you.
Thanks for the picture too. I remember your build in that big yellow room.. Ha Ha.
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Post by ptc on May 15, 2020 15:22:36 GMT
Nice to see you posting here, Bob. Thanks for the special poem.  |
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Post by bobsev on May 15, 2020 15:41:41 GMT
I thought everyone could use a bit of as pick up. God only knows where this thing is going, and we can only hope for a reasonable outcome sometime in the future.
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Post by JDaddy on May 15, 2020 16:12:55 GMT
BRAVO!!!
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Post by Country Joe on May 15, 2020 22:11:21 GMT
Thanks for the excellent poem, Bob. I really enjoyed it. 👌
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Post by Craignor on May 16, 2020 12:42:56 GMT
Nice poem, thanks. An unexpected pleasure.
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Post by Adam on May 16, 2020 14:48:02 GMT
Very nice poem. Thanks for sharing your creativity!
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Post by RLM on May 18, 2020 17:19:02 GMT
As usual great poem Bob!!
keep 'em coming!
AG.
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