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As im sitting at the table – poem

As im sitting at the table – poem

by markeySeptember 18, 2020

As I’m sitting at the table,
At the coffee shop,
About to go and train hop,
I feel like doing a bop.

Train sounds good,
Low battery sounds like a sad,
Sure I could be a dad,
Wouldn’t that be cool dude?

I’m not sure the train leaves now,
But if I sit here to drink the coffee it won’t matter how,
How on earth I be on time for meeting him,
He doesn’t know I’ll be late, for him!

We are traveling somewhere, each one of us,
Sure it’s be hard not to get the bus,
Why don’t you travel along with me,
Like the world’s greatest bumble bee.

In this coffee shop it’s quiet,
The plugs are so low I can’t plug in,
So no music for me all so quiet,
That’s why I don’t want to get back in.

Back into the train that is,
It’s feeling quite like fizz,
Where do we go from here,
Late will be to his ear.

If you want to come here to drink,
Don’t be afraid to join and sink,
It’s not a proclamation, it’s an invite,
Like your shining armoured knight.

I’ll sit here another while at the coffee sofa,
Missing the train, maybe but I don’t like to be late,
It’s not quite like the wanted fate,
As he’ll be waiting for me to join on his sofa!

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