Marco, Polo

Polo couldn't find Marco, now Marco's lost forever
Marco thought that Polo was just a little too clever
He yelled out Marco's name, so Marco went farther
Now poor little brothers will never find each other

Marco ran deep into the forest, and Polo ran after him
But poor Polo was blind, and it was looking pretty grim
To throw him off the path, Marco threw a stone
He didn't know where to go; now Polo was all alone

Deeper into the darkened forest Polo trolled along
But in that darkened forest, he just didn't belong
He knew he wasn't alone and he got really scared
He tried to runaway from what he wasn't prepared

Marco followed the path, until he stopped in a field
Out from the rustling bushes, Polo was revealed
Polo yelled out Marco's name, Marco called back
They ran and met each other near the old train track

Walking along the tracks, until they heard the train
Polo's foot got caught, as the moving engine came
And Marco managed to push him, to the other side
Separated once again for he pushed his brother aside

Marco stared as the train passed at the speed of light
As it left Marco looked, there was no Polo in sight
Two minutes, huge field, where could he have gone?
Marco couldn't leave his brother, so he stayed 'till dawn

But Polo never showed, and Polo never came back
Yet, still, Marco couldn't leave so he waited on a track
Days went by, no Polo, and Marco nearly went insane
There he sat alive and well, until there was another train