Required horn blowing

Dedicated to those that live in a railroad town. Moving metal monstrosities Speed along rusty, rhythmic rails freighting needed necessities onward, toward forthcoming sales. Its cacophonous, blaring horn Sounding each town intersection with intolerable forewarned early morning interruptions: Two long, one short, one long, racket. Please locomotive engineer shorten your intervals a bit so those of us who live anear can get a good nights sleep; instead of noises that startle the dead.