The Railway Cat is "Skimbleshanks", as known to T.S.E. No feline brat, a pure-bred manx, the rails he'll oversee. In poetry the cadence chose repeats the sounds of wheels and do agree, also of Poe's, a careful read reveals. I'll take that train to Gallowgate and drink champaign with Skimble. I'll help assort the night mail freight "On time", the Skimble symbol. In Gallogate I'll doff my hat to Skimble and his bard. So high they rate, both Tom and cat... They're held in high regard.
·······  ·······
|