Gravy Train Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Many more will find it easier,
To hop off the fence.
Once they have convinced themselves...
That sitting on it,
Makes little sense.

That practice had lasted too long...
With some appearing as if monuments.
As others claimed they had evidence,
To prove scarecrows can't fly...
They just sit making noises,
As time goes by!

While others from a different flock...
Fall asleep,
Awaiting the arrival of a gravy train.