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I miss the sound of clattering trams From the Welcome Inn at night, The whirring of the wire wound motor That hugs the tracks so tight. I heard them climbing up the slope From Woolwich by the stream, And then at Shooters Hill cross roads Controlled descent a dream. The dead mans handle, held with love In metal smoothed hand, worn grey By milks of governing progress slick, In shifts, both night and day. The chattering of the cow catcher On cobbles made of wood, And brakes, assisted by bags of sand, Overcome the weathers mood. The banging of the reversing seats As terminus draws near, And clanging bell, at drivers foot, That schoolboys dare to hear. The comfort that the singing track Gave to travellers late in dark, Never lonely waiting there Though streets were traffic stark. They came. perhaps not even spaced, Sometimes in three or four. But always, even in the darkest times, Always, theres still one more. |