The Belle #2
I promise that I will do
anything for you, a hard day's work even. So I am a postie for
Western Union, but I crash my
bicycle through a shopfront window. I am a garbage man, collecting scraps from the sidewalk but I stumble and collect
a fruit-cart with my broom
whistling de--doo-oo-oo
like a turtledove. I am
a trolley driver where I love the work because you are my
only passenger. I never slow the
trolley, just wave for the people who always wave back, have been all day long. I leave the trolley moving, scoop you up like pink ice-cream. Whisk you on-board.
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