On the train once again,
This airless space is boiling my brain,
Old man gets on & walks with a cane,
The girl on her phone she laughs like a drain !
Pan pipers giving me ear-hole-pain,
Perhaps I need to re-frame....,
A great adventure, A great train game,
The dude in front looks like a latin Corey Haim!
Nothing for I,J or K, that doesn't sound lame !
Finally leaving the station at Constitution main,
Tell me again now what was your name?
Nothing good for O nor P better I refrain,
Don't want to twist you up, better I abstain,
Nothing either for Q, & I think it's going to rain,
Nice & refreshing & it might wash out this stain,
It's probably waiting for me to get off this train,
The woman next to me is from the Ukraine,
Checking herself in her mirror 'Oh so vain!'
The moon above it waxes and wanes,
Nothing for X,Y,Z what a shame,
But that's the alphabetical life of a train!
