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June 18, 2004 at 08:44 am
"Transit Lament"
Forgive me for my anger
For I feel a bit neglect
My morning transportation
Did leave me like a speck
While rain poured down
Mine hand ‘twas raised high
Yet still not a notice
As she performed her fly by
O’ wretched day
Of thee I regard
And warrant mine insolence
For thine own watch-guard
Of the driver who
I thought I knew
Glanced not my way
While plainly in view
But run tho’ I did
As the transport buzzed past
“Why me? Why now?”
‘Twas these to God asked
Yet catch her not
That ellusive prize
Abandoned to soak
Under cloud-covered skies
Hope for smooth travel
Tho’ must I not bide
Tethered to agendum
‘Tis a stretch of my pride
But lo here I stand
(If but a bit sodden)
A fitting example
O’ the lowly downtrodden
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