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To and Fro
He couldn’t fit his shopping cart And suitcase through the door And screamed at the conductor (Quite a challenge to ignore). Once seated, he spread out and then Removed his socks and shoes. Assessing just how nuts he was, This added to the clues. I glanced his way and sorrily, I somehow caught his eye. He then began describing That the air was awful. Why? The radiation on the train Was there to make us sick, But only some could feel it – Those intelligent and slick. I transferred cars while he still raved And finished out my ride In uneventful fashion ‘Til the trip home did provide Another whacko, eating fries And blaring on her phone A news report in which A screeching baby had been shown. Incessantly, that baby wailed; She played it on a loop. I hoped that some brave soul Would to the rescue somehow swoop. But no – I had to listen For we urbanites pretend That it’s normal on the subway For the crazies to offend.
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