It is the poor commuter’s luck
to have to live in constant thrall
of public transport. There’s the rub.
We grouse and gripe. I’ll list them all:
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Exactly how I feel when waiting for a bus in London. This poem is very intresting and I like how the sentences flow so well after one another.