"Which station?" They frequently do.
A poet once said that to Esher
The only good rhyme was "magnesher;"
This was not the fact,
And he had to retract,
Which he did—he retracted with plesher.
A fancier cried: "There's one fault on
The part of the sparrows at Walton;
And that's why I fail
To put salt on their tail—