Skipping
down the pavement aisle,
The
young boy’s eyes grow wide,
A
large smile glows
upon
his countenance.
The
chrome train rolls in.
Impatiently
he waits to get on.
Silver,
slick train all underground
What
a sight to see!
********************
The
silver snake slithers
Hissing
as it comes,
The
child treks down the gray pavement.
He
dares not glance at its sinister smile,
But
he can see its misty breath along the way.
Like
a snake who lives in its hole,
So
the silver snake slithers
In
its cave.
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