I Saw an Ant on the Railroad Track, by Joshua Prince
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Hello, everyone, it's mister catcher with the mobile school district again with a another book. This one is called I saw an ant on the railroad track by Joshua prince. This is a funny one. It's a rhyming book really enjoyed this really like the illustration. Well, I saw an ant on the railroad track, the rail was right. The ant was black. He was walking along ticket attack. That's the sound of an ant on the railroad track. Now this little ant was in search of a snack and eastbound ant on a westbound track, looking for a chrome or a duck crack. On the shiny bright rail of a railroad track, and who am I? I'm switchman Jack. Just working my shift in the switch man check. I switched the trains from track to track as east coast western fourth goose back. I just settled down with my Brown lunch sack, napkin spread, lunch unpacked.
When I spied that ant on the railroad track, hungry, hunting, take a deep attack. Now in eastbound, we'll run right smack to a westbound train on a westbound track. If the switch man work in the switch man check doesn't switch that ant to a different track. Just then a sound. I was taken aback by yours filled not with tickety tech, but a clearest crystal collected a clap. That's a sign of a train coming down the track. And then on the horizon, sure shellac was a freight train freighting down the track. Heading straight for the ant walking ticket tack ten tons of iron, coal pitched black. Now what to do is they quit before that train and they go whack. So I grabbed the switch and I dropped my sack, pulled off my arm, spilled it to my back. Got the terrain kept coming toward my ship. That was stacked. The ant kept walking ticketing tax towards the train of the real trick.
So closer charged the swift smoke stack, a Huffington and hurling clouds of black as I pulled and prayed for the strength I lacked to switch the switch on the railroad track. But the switch was stuck over room to rack these old steel wheels couldn't sit and attack the wrong way anti away wrong track just bout a circuit for a snack. Then just before the awful smack, the amp turned off the railroad track. Made a beeline for my Brown lunch sack is a trade wish by screaming clickety clack. Saved and crushed alive off track. An ant sized pad up on the back for poison presents and the knack of sniffing out a switch mance. So we launched together ant and Jack. Reported that broken switch. Old ladies and gentlemen, I hope we're going to have a really good school year. I love reading to you guys. Check this site will be updating it every weekly.