Stuck In the Arch
There are few better-known national landmarks as this.
Here is the famous Gateway Arch in St. Louis.
Each year, this is something many tourists come to see.
It is the most prominent sight in this Midwest City.
This seems like a good place to spend a summer Saturday.
There are free concerts and a nighttime fireworks display.
What a lousy day to visit a place I would choose.
The trams on their way to the top must have blown a fuse.
These things have stopped moving. I am stuck about halfway.
Some folks wonder if they will ever get out today.
It is quite uncomfortable as the air is stifling.
We know what summer is like without air conditioning.
With nowhere to go, and nothing to do,
I can only patiently wait this episode through.
However, among the other passengers riding along,
I see a young female with blonde hair that is long.
She appears too beautiful for a woman to exist.
With such heavenly looks, she is difficult to resist.
There is nobody else with her in the tram today.
Looking at her makes me want to get up and say:
“Hello there young lady with the beautiful face,
how about a cup of coffee after we leave this place?”
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2012
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