The Saddest Bus Ticket in the World


At about five past four on a grey November afternoon

My unused bus ticket slipped from a pile of books

On to a large wooden table that I had owned for years

At first I thought this represented the fall of man

But God told me that I was wrong

As an earth tremor was the root cause

In view of this I named my bus ticket Eve

And we are now planning to live together

If this what it takes to bring her full happiness