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A Poem by D S Rollins
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Experience on the London transport..

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I sit down on the crammed tube

 

Feeling like a tuna fish

 

The echoing of their coughs

 

My neck feels like an ice cube

 

 

I stare at the yellow poles

 

Knowing the deposits of people's coughs and germs

 

are smeared all over

 

Great, my face in someone's mole

 

 

The tube doors open,

 

I'm free from the entrapment of my body

 

They flood out like a raging waterfall

 

I can hear that guys nose is really snotty

 

 

The tube doors slam shut

 

A gentleman in a suit runs for it

 

Gets his briefcase stuck

 

And yells, 'Mother f***ing git!'

 

 

What a typical Brit.

 

 

Rows and rows of people,

 

Are a lined in the blue patterned chairs

 

I look at one of them, and wow what a stare.

 

 

A woman with long brown hair is dozing

 

Bobbing up and down

 

I can't help but giggle

 

I see a man next to her frown.

 

 

My stop is approaching,

 

I take one quick look at the tube map

 

The last thing I hear is:

 

'Please mind the gap'

© 2011 D S Rollins


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D S Rollins
I have to commute everywhere, (being car deprived) so my experiences on public transport in the UK!
Tube- equivalent to the subway

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Don't get me started on our tube system!!!!! so frustrating! haha this poem is good though - a nice infusion of humour here and there helps it flow nicely!

Posted 10 Years Ago


XD Nicely done, I hate the tube! You got some good comedy references in there I'm sure a lot of people can relate to

Posted 10 Years Ago



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D S Rollins
D S Rollins

London, United Kingdom



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A Poem by D S Rollins