Last night, Malcolm was having a hard time playing nicely with his sister, so he was sent upstairs to his room to have some alone time and calm down a little bit. Once he was past being angry, he started singing, loudly. He was making up a song about a train, going out to sea, and having the blues. It took a while, but he finally settled on these four lines for his song (the last word of each line gets held a really long time):
I saw train
Comin' down the tracks
I got the blues
It goes out to sea
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