Our train has left the track!
It hopped right off, it will not stop,
And it’s never going back!

Should I confess?  It’s all my fault.
I wouldn’t sit, ran back and forth,
Rocked it out of balance and knocked us off our course.
And now this disastrain isn’t gonna halt!

It’s not that bad, I guess.
Where we were headed I didn’t really want to go,
Though I can’t recall just where it was
It must have been so bad I didn’t want to know.
So to our new course I say, “Yes and yes!”

Oh, no and no!  We’ve gone over a cliff!
The ground is dropping off!

Dropping off?  This here’s no train.
I’m pretty sure we’re on a plane.