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Nicola Cangioli said:

Un particolare molto ben azzeccato. YSL. Hai una galleria molto interessante che ho aggiunto ai preferiti.


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Nicola Cangioli said:

Un b/n eccellente, ottima la prospettiva. YSL


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Sunrise1024 said:

Fantastic photo !
YSL
Best wishes !


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goribau said:

very beautiful statue in a winter scenery => LIKE => best regards from Italy, Fabrizio.


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Sławek Niedlich said:

Julian Tuwim THE LOCOMOTIVE

A big locomotive has pulled into town ,

Heavy humungous, with sweat rolling down,

And dripping with oil.

Huffing and puffing and panting and smelly,

Fire belches forth from her fat cast iron belly.

Poof, how she’s burning,

Oof, how she’s boiling,

Puff, how she’s churning,

Huff, how she’s toiling.

She’s fully exhausted and all out of breath,

Yet the coalman continues to stroke her to death.

Numerous wagons she tugs down the truck:

Iron and steel monsters hitched up to her back,

All filled with people and other things too:

The first carries cattle, then horses not few;

The third car with corpulent people is filled,

Eating fat frankfurters all freshly grilled.

The fourth car is packed to the hilt with bananas,

The fifth has a cargo of six grand pi-an-as.

The sixth wagon carries a cannon of steel,

With heavy iron girders beneath every wheel.

The seventh has tables, oak cupboards with plates,

While an elephant, bear, two giraffes fill the eighth.

The ninth contains nothing but well-fattened swine,

In the tenth: bags and boxes, now isn’t that fine?

There must be at least forty cars in a row,

And what they all carry – I simply don’t know:

But if one thousand athletes, with muscles of steel,

Each ate one thousand cutlets in one giant meal,

And each one exerted as much as he could,

They’d never quite manage to lift such a load.

First a toot!

Then a hoot!

Steam if churning,

Wheels are turning!

Slow – as a – turtle – with weights – on its – back,

The train – begins creeping – along – down the – track.

She tugs at her wagons with straggle and strain,

The wheels begin rolling, and so does the train,

She huffs and she puffs as she enters the race,

And rambles and scrambles to quicken her pace.

Oh whither, oh whither? Go forward at will,

And chug along over the bridge, up the hill,

Through mountains and tunnels and meadows and woods,

Now hurry, now hurry, deliver your goods.

Keep up your tempo, now push along, push along,

Chug along, tug along, tug along, chug along

Lightly and sprightly she carries her freight

Like a ping-pong ball bouncing without any weight,

Not heavy equipment exhausted to death,

But a little tin toy, just a light puff of breath.

Oh whither, oh whither, you’ll tell me, I trust,

What is it, what is it that gives you your thrust?

What gives you momentum to roll down the track?

It’s hot steam that gives me my clickety-clack.

Hot steam from the boiler through tubes to the pistons,

The pistons then push at the wheels from short distance,

They drive and they push, and the train starts a-swooshin’

‘Cuz steam on the pistons keeps pushin’ and pushin’;

The wheels start a rattlin’, clatterin’, chatterin’ Chug along, tug along, tug along, chug along!…


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top spotter said:

Hi ►BOGDAN◄, Thanks for you visit and comments.Best wishes Alan.


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laughingmackerel said:

Laszlo and Alvaro many thanks and good to meet you on PAN

best wishes from SW England..

LM


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L. F. said:

Like 12 + fav 9

pagherei per vedere almeno una volta nella vita uno spettacolo simile, ancora complimenti!

Luca,


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zaro1965 said:

Magnificent picture!

Like58

Greetings from Bulgaria, Zaro


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picture fan said:

Hätte ich auch gerne. Vielen Dank Ueli Studer!

Grüße, Mario


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