Ode to a Strap-hanger

Oh, dear dear strap-hanger

Holding the pole above your head

Riding the E train with the rest of us

Did you forget something this morning?

Deodorant, perhaps?

Maybe you did apply it,

But clearly, not enough

Your Right Guard is all wrong

You are no longer Sure

And it’s not a Secret anymore.

I hope one of our stops is soon

Very very soon. 

 

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