He was by himself.
They were, too.
Friends for sure but not close to
Each other, the other
Was only words.
And noises heard from
A shiny, flat teller.
Where the heller?
Is it now, because,
He was lost!
That thing cost
His whole life!
That’s right!
Living in a missing flat thing.
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Get your tickets ready please!
Oh uh, hello there. How you doing?
Listen, my name is Barry and I'm the Conductor on this train so if you need anything, you just ask me, okay?
The bathrooms are right over there and please, pick up after yourself on account of I clean the place, too.
And uh, seeing as you're not from around here I'll just tell you straight out - although every story you might hear on this train is true, some stories are "truer" than others, if you can read between the rails...
Anyway, thanks for stopping by and, y'all come back now, y'hear?
Have a grand day, friend.
Barry Williams
Regina, Saskatchewan, Canada
barryhappywilliams@gmail.com