October 7th, 2013

A bus wrapped in smooth metal sheathing,
the City insists on bequeathing.
It goes round in eights,
while suburbia hates,
and Metro regresses to teething.

One more; These are supposed to be dirty!

There once was a hipster named Lore
who threw out her car in a horror.
She gathered up tokens
then suffered the pokin’s
of a dirty old man on the four.

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