Let\'s Hear It for the C Train

By ANTHONY DEJARNETTE

Dear Diary:

Waiting in the city's bowels
For numbers, consonants and vowels
Can rob a patient man of all his cool.

The A? No thanks, that ain't for me.
I only want to hear the C,
That “worst list”-topping, local-stopping jewel.

Though other lines may gleam and shine,
The C has soul beneath its grime,
With heart and grit and character to match.

You take the A, I'll gladly wait,
For what you might call second-rate
Is one train I would really love to catch.

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