A sonnet, by Melisa Lunt
In Mexico we rode the local bus.
It cost just one peso for the fun ride.
The people welcomed us without a fuss;
We sat together smiling side by side.
The woman in the back, she caught our eyes.
She looked so green and in a lot of pain.
What happened next, I’m sure you can surmise,
I’ll tell you this: it really left a stain.
Her sick projected forth in shades of pink;
And splattered walls and windows and her seat.
That was the worst of it or so you’d think;
But then it landed squarely on my feet.
I didn’t know I had the skills to fly…
We took a taxi home, I will not lie!
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