Thursday Rhymes 25.6.15

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Empty seats
and closed windows
dark interiors
mouse and cockroaches scurry
sometimes a vagabond
passes sometime in a bogie
before a guard spots
and shoos him or her out.
there was a day
when morning meant
getting spruced up,
with a jolt an engine was attached,
chugging in the platform
where eager crowd waited
as if he was a carriage to heaven.
so many places
so many people
has these old bogies seen
who will believe?

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