Metro Poem

After a great week in Washington DC, I tripped getting on the Metro car that would take us to National Airport.  Somehow Roger was inside the car, his luggage was on the platform,  I was flattened next to it, and the shoulder bag he’s supposed to carry was on the bench where we’d been sitting.  He wrestled his way out, thank goodness, and we waited for the next train.   I’ve been thinking about how very badly that could have turned out.  I’m grateful it was such a minor event.  A week on the Metro listening to the boarding announcements produced this:

Step BACK!

ding, ding

Step BACK.

Doors opening.

Step back

to allow customers

to exit.

ping, pong, ping, pong

Step BACK.

Doors closing.

When boarding,

please move

to the center

of the car.

 ping, pong, ping, pong

Step BACK.

Doors closing.

Step back

to allow doors

to close.

ping, pong, ping, pong

Step BACK.

Doors closing.

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