I'Ll Stay On the Train

One of my favorite people,
In all the universe,
S.W. her initials, I'm sure
by God she's surely blessed

She told me to hang in there,
And I will, because of her,
Someone who cares,
I don't remember when last,
Something like this did to me  occur

I'll ride this train till the last stop,
And get off when my conductor says,
I won't seek a short cut, or S.W.will
Cut off my head adorned with fez,

So, when the train arrives,
At its appointed last stop,
I'll simply get off then,
Knowing that I did not so crop,
A moment of my train-time
So S.W.'s complaint, she can drop.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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