The Commuter Van

My cold not quite over – With sniffles and cough – I had a commitment I couldn’t blow off. The thought of the subway, Its rush-hour crush, Was turning my insides, Congested, to mush. But then I remembered, A few blocks away, Commuter vans idled Each morning, each day. And so I inquired – How much? Was there room? I paid and was welcomed, Or so I assume. In 15 short minutes I made it downtown, Preventing my usual Subway ride frown. For just 7 bucks I could sit and relax With no getting-stuck-underground Panic attacks. I don’t commute daily But next time I must, I’ll splurge on the van – Let my wallet adjust!