Rapid Transit

rlie fust train U-ave at 6 p. m., For the la.nd vhere the poppy blows. rhe dear mother is the CDgineer, And the pamengar langhs and crowe. The palace car is the inother's arnis ; The wtnhrtle, H low, sweet gtrain ; rive ]iS5;nger Mvinks, and nods, and Itliuke, And goes to eleep in th train ! At 8 p. m. tbe ïioxt train storts För the Poppy land afar, The eummons clear falls on the ear : "All atyoard tor the uleeping car I" But wliat is the tare to Poppy land '. I hope it is not too dear ; The fare is this, a hug and a kiss, And it's paid to the elimineer ! So I ask ui Hini wlio children took On His knee in kindness great. "'i'aki' liarse, I pray, of the tralne cac'li day Tbat ka ve at 0 aoxl 8." ■■JiTii wi.u'li f the passengere," thue I piM.v, "For to me they are very dear ; And special ward. 0 gracious Lord, O'er thf eentle enKtoeer."