Poem #10 - A Fairytale Train Ride

Once upon a time,
There lived a girl in the city,
She was smart and kind of witty.

Once upon a time,
There lived a boy in another part of the city,
He was handsome and also kind of witty.
He would often stare at the moon,
Hoping that one day,
He would meet a girl,
Who he could make swoon.

So one day,
When outside it was pouring rain,
both the boy and girl were traveling
On an express train.
The girl had her head buried in a book,
While the boy sat next to her,
Trying to give the title a look.

When he finally saw it,
He recognized the book,
And all control it took,
To keep from going into a laughing fit,
For she was reading a certain type of supernatural lit.

The girl was holding "Breaking Dawn",
She was so engrossed,
She was so lost,
For fantasy she was yearning,
The irony was so burning,
As right next to her,
Was sitting a vampire lad,
It was the truth,
There was nothing mad.

"Good book,"
The boy finally said,
As the girl blushed a pretty shade of red.

"I have read it," the boy did admit,
The girl's eyebrows went into a knit,
But then her face lit up,
As the boy offered her a cup,
Of herbal tea,
Which she took with glee.
He then offered her some chewing gum,
Which had just a touch of rum.
With content the girl chewed,
As she took a sip of tea,
Just brewed.

As the boy and girl began to chat during the train ride,
She saw of him a wonderful side.
And very soon,
She started to swoon,
Under his deep gaze,
She felt as if she was in a maze.
She was under his spell,
She felt she heard a wedding bell.

The boy was taken in by her as well,
And he started to dwell,
On the possibilities
Of giving her the keys,
To his soul,
Yes, that would be his goal.
Work it could one day,
He thought,
As suddenly the sun
Popped out with a ray.

The End