by Evan Sutton

Just a quick poem, for fun
I don’t want to be too talky
As I reminisce about our adventure
Aboard the spectacular Rocky
Mountaineer twisting turning
Spiral Tunnels winding as I rap
That’s rap with an R.

We saw sedimentary, igneous, and metamorphic rock
All from the comfort of our rolling stock
With a blue sky and greenery
I guess we’re part of the scenery
Along hundreds of miles of track
We find our way back
To the ocean, in constant motion.

I’m so happy I could share
When we saw a bare
Naked man on the Shuswap
And I can’t stop, after all of my train-ing
I construct a rhyme
Memories moving back in time
From the very first moment on this lovely consist
As an employee of Rocky Mountaineer I am unable to enter this contest.