Tuesday, January 10, 2012

The Street-Car Promenade


The clanging gong of midnight sounds.

Now trolleys, steaming hard and fast,

Their schedules filled, with hearty bounds

In panic rush to meet its blast,

Each car more eager than the last.

The day well done, the merry crew

At twelve each night hold rendezvous.


Evelyn Coffey

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