Wednesday, May 18, 2011
train of life
Life is like traveling by train
There are a lot of destinations
Yet you’re not sure where will they take you
What you need is just a ticket
Aboard, choose your wagon
Walking through the never-ending corridors
Hunting along the aisles of seats
And mostly near the window you sit
The whistle of the engine is the sign
That the journey will be begun
Same with life, it goes on
Passes and stops by at myriads of station
Keep going or detrain?
You must think it fast
Or just trust the train?
Because it gets to its journey’s end at last
health jokes!

Put yourself away from the table three times a day.

You see those steps? Well, I didn’t.

No, but you’re standing on my foot.

Leave it to me.

Yes, I’m glad I’m not a fish.

Well, I met my wife at a petrol station.

Try walking with the other one.

Oh, nearly every night.

Sharp teeth.

He tried to fly his plane through a tunnel without checking the train timetable.

Take the spoon out of your cup.

Stand in the middle of this road for a while.

Not to get sick.

Would you find it necessary, Doc, if I couldn’t pay for it?

I don’t know. How old are you?
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