Once I dreamt I was on a train,
Minding my business as always,
When a pair of punks started a rucous,
Hoping to make me look sideways.
After a spell I turned to confront them,
And one was already coming at me,
Then he leapt into the air and lunged my way,
Shrinking to the size of a cricket suddenly.
He dropkicked my face and it itched just a little,
Then he landed gracefully below,
All in attendance bowed and clapped,
For he had put on quite the show.
What a dream, what a strange dream,
I'm not sure if I'm sane,
So I'm rather twitchy from that day forth,
Whenever I board a train.

Thanks to

Michael Salmons

for the submission!


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