the bottle of Bourbon empty of fire
the young woman danced within a Hula-Hoop
another train went passed
someone was blowing red bubbles out their mouth
want me to fill her up asked the bartender a thousand times
the young man fell in love with the Hula-Hoop dancer
the conductor asked for tickets
while the dying red bubble blower gave up the ghost and died dead as a Dodo as everyone else complained, "the trains are always late".