As I was walking in the town,
It came as quite a shock.
To find this glorious vintage girl,
Parked up inside the dock.
Travelling there from Stonehouse,
Under her own power.
She’d picked up speed along the way,
Almost six miles an hour.
I asked the driver at the wheel,
He said “Elsie was her name”.
To be on show down at the docks,
For Victorian Week they’d came.
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