Lady On The Train

Waking in the morn
Bleary eyed, blur and lethargic
Choose a shirt to be worn
God, I am so energetic!

Slowly trudging up the road,
Multiple cursing, swearing and regretting
Waiting for the bus, cold and shivering
Getting on the train, Oh so boring!

Suddenly a twinkle of the eye,
As I gaze upon a lovely sight
Hello pretty lady, my oh my
Pressure grips my throat, Oh so tight!

Gazing upon her beautiful form
Unmarred even by the sight
Of an ugly male, cursed with blight
Hands slobbering all over her body, touches never slight

The sight of her lifts me up
Mesmerizes me and kicks me in the gut
Brightens my day and wakes me up
Makes me smile like an insane nut.