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Ode to a MetroCard

Who clipped your corner little card? And how was I to know Despite the hole punched in your side You take me where I go. Your orange sunset tones call out While cobalt beacon spells, Atop a midnight magnet strip ‘insert this way’ it tells. So slide away through skinny slot To take us places we forgot Far reaching bounds of boroughs end Or just one stop to see a friend. Contained within your golden frame Although you seem to look the same A mystery encoded deep Fun pass? a day? a month? a week?

Sometimes discarded on the tracks To sidewalks you are cast What former travels have you known? Through whose hands have you passed? So do not listen when they say That you are all alike Mysterious powers open gates Into the endless pike Below our sidewalks rumbles deep The growling stomach does not sleep Through concrete veins flow stainless chains Thus your ubiquity, this explains You bring us through and all around You are the key to underground You’re cheery bright and always there Of this small card, I am aware So to you I make this proclamation Each trip with you is a little vacation.                                 -Salvygolds

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