To the angry, frustrated Miss Clare
Who was cheated while buying her fare
Here’s twenty scarce dollars
To quiet your hollers
And stay the hell out of our hair
Endnote: A stunning rebuttal to my “Metro Machinations” diatribe by my favorite Canadian cousin, Paul, a true Renaissance man. I have forgiven him, of course. If Metro reads this, they will pull him out of retirement and give him an executive position.
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