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There Ernie and I were standing, at the edge of dark steps,
They descended into a concrete tunnel to somewhere below.
Robert, do you think she could have gone down there he said,
I don't know Ernie, but we're sure going to find out pal.

That's the type of place I would have run to, Ernie said,
Our eyesight isn't so good, but it's better in the darkness.
Robert, you'd probably break your neck running down there,
I can run down there easier than you can see it in daylight.

Okay Ernie, go down and see if you can possibly find Snowy,
But if I hear one screech from you I'm coming downstairs.
Okay Robert, stopping, he turned and said to me, I love you,
I said knock off the sentimental stuff and find your damsel.

He bared those teeth in his own form of that mouse smile,
Then I watched a hobo mouse friend disappear into darkness.
As I sat waiting I thought of how brave that little guy was,
Realizing that courage can't be measured according to size.

Crouching under that first flight of stairs I heard voices,
It was the train police trying to track me and Ernie down.
That bull I'd knocked over said he would crush us on sight,
It was the first time I was ashamed of another human being.

At that moment I understood I'd traveled from boy to man,
All in the span of less than two weeks of train transport.
Then, suddenly, there were the bull's boots on the stair,
I reached through and quickly tied his shoe laces together.

Then I yelled to him, you're an idiot wrapped up in a moron,
Bull turned on his heels and tumbled down those stairs.
That fall made the one earlier look like a walk in the park,
I think I really had put that train cop out of commission.

Heard him moaning and groaning down on the next landing,
Being a true humanitarian, I crept slowly down those stairs.
There he was looking so very pathetic in a crumpled heap,
Right at that moment I truly felt sorry for our enemy.

Suddenly, Ernie appeared with Snowy so proud at his side,
When he saw Bull he went berserk and ran up his face.
He said something in his ear and Bull went literally pale,
I mean, it was as if a ghost had whispered into his skull.

Ernie, I said, let's get out of here before it's too late,
I put him and Snowy in my jacket pocket and went upstairs.
By the way Ernie I said, what did you say in the bull's ear?
Robert, I just spoke in the King's English as you taught me.

(to be continued)

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