They looked at me, and gave a smile
Sniggered at me, again in a while;
I looked at my dress, it was fine,
My hair-do and make-up, were in line.
I closed my eyes, and tapped my feet,
Enjoying the trendy hip-hop and its beat.
The punks burst laughing, as loud as a hyena can,
When the battery ran out, of my antique walkman!
2 replies on “(s)Miles on a train – rotten poem # 2”
Thats my story from my numerous Bbya-Chennai 2nd cass train travel experiences:)
love all ur rotten poems…u deserve the prize:)
Ha ha ha…I am too bad to win even ‘the most rotten poem of all” prize :-))