The Newport Pagnell Flyer - Buster
		The Buster is a famous train, Wolverton and back again That's the total all round trip And gosh-o-blimey, don't it nip Pouring steam from every crack As it goes belting up the track Will it make it - No! - it will! Crawling up the Black Horse Hill Then you think your life should end, When tearing madly round the bend I'm speaking of the dangerous swerve, Whilst jumpin roundthe"Braddle" curve Piercing screams as brakes are applied, That's the end of the outward ride The engine rests - as pants the heart,
				In three hours, perhaps, it will depart Sure to take in on the 1am, To miss the train from Birmingham You should be met it's getting late, No-one there, they could not wait But let me say some words of cheer, They're very few indeed, I fear If at all you should be late, Worry not, for from the gate A porter comes and scans the road "'R', ere comes two, I mighta knowed, Hey urry up, cor strike a light We aint awaiting arf the night " You scramble in, sit down, and so It's a case of "Right - o - Charlie, let her go"
		This poem is thought to have been written in about 1936 by an enthusiastic traveller. It gave the train the name 'Buster' but by the time the line closed it was known affectionately by one and all as 'Nobby'.