Trolley Car Poem by Lamar Cole

Trolley Car



He thought that he could be at his best.
If he could be a trolley car driver in Key West.
He thought of all the interesting people that he could meet.
Just having a lot of fun while doing his greet.
It was his dream job.
To deal with a fun-loving happy tourist mob.

Friday, May 4, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: florida,job,people,places,vacation
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Robert Murray Smith 04 May 2018

Lamar, people do rationalise the way the driver did.+++10

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