Sitting alone on the train of love,
I see the beautiful people,
Passing me by,
Coupling off, happy and safe,
Whilst I sit on my own,
Scared and alone.
I dream of some one,
A person, true and pretty,
To come from afar,
To this train and rescue me.
Then from the distance,
Well, the carriage next to mine,
Past the faint stench of coffee,
I see my beautiful,
Most amazing muffin lover,
Coming to whisk me off in his strong muffin arms.
Taking me away to a much nicer place,
A place full of love, muffins and candy.
Off the love train we leap,
Together, happy and safe,
Holding me for eternity,
He kisses me deep,
Tasting so sweet,
And finally, I feel like the beautiful one…
Author notes
Flugenmuffin whoop whoop!!! spur of the moment poem, about my muffin lover!
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Written November 29th, 2004
A contest entry
- The Muffin Train by nick -.
300 points, ended December 5, 2004, 9 entries
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nice poem i got no chance lol
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had 2 write about muffins and coffe on a train of love for the contest! was fun! enter!!! glad u liked it!
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It does mean real muffins in a sense i guess!
thnx for the comment!!! mmmmmm soul kisses and muffins.... good combo!
kisses
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Yes, who lives down drury lane!?
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This is such a cute poem! You did an amazing job for the contest rules and made it interesting and fun as well. I know muffins don't mean REAL muffins, but I can't help but feel hungry.. for muffins and for soul kisses. Yummy!
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Hey nice poem! thanks for entering & good luck.
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Do you know the Muffin Man?
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The muffin reference confused me so...lol, but its a wonderful poem just the same, it doesn't matter what I think, its all in what you felt when the words were written.
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