It was upon some recent blust’ry day
That Maxwell, fleet of finger, sharp of eye
Did travel on the system known as “BART”
And a ticket, value held, he did espy

“Forsooth!” he thought, “it would be quite a waste
were these three dollars left to gulls and rats”
And in his wallet thus he did emplace
the card permitting access to the tracks

’Twas yesterday, that token passed to me
As one of many, gatherèd as friends
Alas, for force of habit did prevail
The ticket left unused this night again

Perhaps it simply, truly was not meant
For these three dollars ever to be spent

It was past NaCreSoMo participant Max F’s birthday yesterday. Happy birthday, Max!

This is based on a true story, though I don’t actually remember if he found the ticket, or was given the ticket, or if it was actually his ticket and then he used most of it. But “found” makes the best story. And then yes, I did get back to BART and use my Clipper card like always before remembering.

Part of NaCreSoMo 2018.

This entry was posted on March 18, 2018 and is filed under Creativity. Tags: Poetry, Sonnet, NaCreSoMo 2018