Out oF Town on A rail !

My Great Uncle Zellmo was
Paid in Gold , I did as ,I was told
I dug a great Hole , but I didn’t get in
So deep ,that
I lumbered in Sleep
In 1929 he used his
Bakelite pencil Sharpener
Until late at Night
The Railroad is gone
but his gold isn’t
Zip is Zap ,Papey