447 – Sic Transit

Poem Number 447

Sic Transit

Don’t walk the streets to work my love, I fear

It’s going to rain. Take the bus instead, my love

Then catch it back again.

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Don’t walk the streets to work my love, I fear

You may fall down. Take the bus instead, my love

Then catch it back from town.

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You took the bus to work my love, I fear

You met your end. The driver of the bus, my love

Lost traction through a bend.

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I wish you were at work my love, I fear

Our empty home. If you’d walked to work, my love

I wouldn’t be alone.

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I’m going to walk the streets my love, I fear

No falls or rain. I’ll dive under a bus, my love

And won’t come home again.

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