Poem about The Horsepower Whisperer

I've been sent a poem about The Horsepower Whisperer from one of my readers. Although it's about Nick Hob, the Horsepower Whisperer himself, these verses were inspired by my forthcoming book The Wormton Lamb.

Matt Kelly's had sight of the new story that will be out in Spring 2009 since he enjoyed my first book The Horsepower Whisperer so much.

This is another first in my publishing adventure. Again, I don't think the excitement about this sort of thing will ever wear off. Thanks Matt.



I had a visit from a man in black
A strange, wriggly rucksack upon his back
He made me an offer, too good to be true
I really should have thought it through
A chance to reach my lifetime’s goal
And all for the price of my untainted soul



I went to Wormton on the Tram
And was really surprised how well it ran
No screeching of parts or scrunching of wheels
No clanging of iron or deathly squeals
We had no derailments or jumping the line
Goodness me, we even arrived on time!



I heard a bleat or was it a roar
Rumbling to me across the moor
Flattened bushes and damaged trees
The Wormton Tram brought to its knees
Singeing fleece and a lamb-like caper
“Lamb attacks Tram” in the local paper