Suddenly in the subway
not having had time to purchase a paper at the newsstand,
and having read all the car-cards
(even the Alka-Seltzer verse ones),
I came face to face with my immortal soul,
and since it was three stations until my stop
I grew worried;
until I saw a boy passing through the various trains
distributing leaflets upon constipation and cure:
they were printed on both sides, with fine close print at the bottom,
so there was nothing to worry about really, nothing at all.
The Escape
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