SU42

In a land far away, where the trains do roam, There lived a locomotive, with a heart of chrome. SU42 was its name, strong and true, A Polish diesel-electric, ready to chug through. With a rumble and a roar, it would come to life, Pulling light freight and passengers, without any strife. Through valleys and hills, it would proudly glide, With its wheels spinning fast, on a magical ride. The children would gather, with joy in their eyes, To see SU42, as it passed by the skies. They'd wave and they'd cheer, as it chugged along, A whimsical locomotive, singing its song. With a toot of its horn, and a puff of its smoke, SU42 would travel, never losing its stroke. From station to station, it would always be on time, Bringing smiles and laughter, in its rhythmic chime. So let's celebrate SU42, our magical friend, A locomotive that brings joy, from beginning to end. With its wheels on the tracks, and its engine so strong, It's a Polish pride, that will forever chug along. Random page: OAUZ