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Literature

Explosives

Narrator: To run a fleet of engines, you have to be prepared to take on any job, one of the difficult and dangerous was having the big naval explosive ships. On this day, I remember Taylor had took the naval railway wagons, usually, a familiar and normal safe routine, but it had been a rough journey, real rough, and if that wasn't enough, he had to suffer Wyatt, the selfish and bossy tank engine. Wyatt: ATTEN-HUT ATTENTION, YOU, TAYLOR! Taylor: Attention nothing, I'm finished here, moving on. Wyatt: OH, NO, YOU DON'T, NOT UNTIL I CHECK THINGS OUT! Taylor: Check all you'd like, I'm needed elsewhere. Wyatt: Your under naval jurisdiction! Obey orders, and I will proceed with my inspection! Taylor: I am under jurisdiction, Sir Topham Hatt, a little weightwatcher like you, doesn't tell me what to do. Wyatt: Uh-huh, we'll see about that, laddie, Taylor, here, wait, stay right where you are, thats an order! Taylor: Tootaloo! Wyatt: That pink engine! I'll get you in the Sodor convoy