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That train took us north after our Washington D.C. stop,
Suddenly there it was looming grand on the horizon.
I told Ernie I was so excited to see the Big Apple,
He blinked up at me with that hobo mouse look I loved.

He said I don't see any apples as he squeaked out a giggle,
I said no Ernie I'm talking about New York don't you know?
He really had a confused look on his face at that point,
This place has buildings shaped like cheese he smartly said.

Robert, why would a place like that be called the Big Apple?
Oh great I thought, I'm tramping a train with a wise guy. 
Ernie, didn't you know we humans name things they aren't?
He rolled over on his back letting out a loud squeaky laugh.

What's so funny Ernie, can't you see that I'm serious?
He said yes and that was the most humorous part of me.
That expression you get Robert is really truly hilarious, 
You humans have always cracked me up when you're mad.

Ernie, being serious is not the same thing as getting angry.
Well he said they look the same to me when I see them.
In fact they look more similar than apples and buildings,
So is this why you two legged creatures seem so confused?

We're not always confused I said to Ernie with a poker face,
He said last time he saw that expression was in a morgue.
Later on though the live guy put a smile on that dead guy,
Ernie began rolling around squealing and he put one on mine.

You know my tiny friend I said, I knew you were intelligent,
But this time you have proven your sense of humor to me.
I've always believed there's no greater humor that exists,
Than one which allows another to laugh at their self.

I was just speaking my mind with no sense of levity he said,
Ernie, you just don't know when to quit do you mouse I said.
He laughed and said he just wanted to see that look again,
So I lay down closed my eyes and gave him a poker face.

I even held my breath and didn't move for a couple minutes,
Ernie freaked out and began to run up and down on my face.
He sniffed at my nostrils for signs of any outgoing air,
I burst out laughing and almost blew him out of the box car.

I reached out and grabbed him as he tumbled across the car,
Placing him up on my chest I said, Ernie we have to talk.
He said he thought that's what we already had been doing,
Running down my leg he tickled my toes and made me laugh.

(to be continued)

Copyright © 2014 Robert William Gruhn A.R.R.
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