MBTA haiku:

sitting together
legs lightly brushing, too close
dare to move an inch

he smells like liquor
he hides his face and vomits
slides under our feet

like Will Wonka's gold
the token will set you free
no oompa loompas

last stop Wonderland
don't follow the white rabbit
no mad tea parties

fascinating ads
pomegranate juice, health pills
never learn a thing