Beware Of Platform 4

Beware Of Platform 4

Ashen-faced, frozen in the rain

The tortured souls still remain

The absent train due on Platform 4

As it always is, is late somewhere down the line.

Cosy, warm, indifferent to their pain

The creepy sounding voice echoes again

“Here she comes, please be quick!”

Then with an evil grin

Pokes the fire again.

Hissing through the eerie mist

A ghost train comes a-creeping

Eager, warmth and sanctuary seeking

The hapless sheep eagerly board, bleating

With a demonic grin

And an evil, howling roar

The tormentor tolls a beckoning bell

And slams the final door

“This train on Platform 4 is bound for Hell!”