Stained glass by Robin Passovoy
bluespanch@yahoo.com
"We wish a ticket to ride where the railroad tracks run off into the
sky and never come back—send us far as the railroad rails go and then
forty ways farther yet," was the reply of Gimme the Ax.
"So far? So early? So
soon?" asked the ticket agent wiping more sleep out of his eyes. "Then
I will give you a new ticket. It blew in. It is a long slick leather slab ticket
with a blue spanch across it."
Carl Sandburg's Rootabaga Stories