Waiting For The B Train


I dropped a token into the slot
Pushed through the turnstile
There was a woman at the end of the platform
Waiving her arms around, kind of wild
"Come here," she wailed "There's a puppy on the rails
I think it has been hurt"
I raced down to where she was pointing
to see a ball of fur covered with dirt
"It must be dead," I said to her,
as I turned to leave
"No, it's alive," she cried "Just before you got here,
I swear, I saw it breath"
"And I'll watch for the train if you'll jump down
Pick him up and hand it to me
If we take him to the vet, if we save his life,
Think how wonderful that'll be"
I looked into the tunnel, there was no train in sight
I looked at the furry thing sitting there, a truly pitiful sight
"Look," I said "I'm not sure that's a puppy
Could be a lice-infested, long-haired rat
And it's gotta be dead, so I'm not jumping down,"
and I figured that that was that

But by now more people arrived on the platform, and she said,
"Help There's a puppy on the tracks"
They looked for a moment, and like true New Yorkers,
collectively turned their backs
She said, "Somebody's got to do something,"
As we slowly turned around again
"Someone must have the courage to save him
It's a puppy It's man's best friend"
"Trains come through here every few minutes"
Said a man wearing madras pants
"And it's way too dangerous You'd have to be nuts,
to take such a foolish chance"
But the woman was insistent "In the time we've been debating,"
She said "One of you could've jumped down
Handed him to me, by now that puppy could be
at the animal shelter cross town!"
We felt bad, but no one would do it
Then a transit cop appeared
Down at the other end of the platform
We all yelled "Hey you! Come here!"
He ran to us, I pointed to the train tracks and said,
"See that thing, furry, not to big
What do you think it is, he looked and said,
"What? You mean that wig?"
We stepped back A rush of embarrassment swept right through the crowd
Accented by the blast of a train whistle,
Approaching and growing quite loud
The "B" train flattened that furry thing
We got on board, went on our way
Grateful that we did not risk our lives
to save a life of a wig that day

So if you see something on the train tracks,
Take a tip from me
Don't let anybody talk you into saving it,
It's best to just let it be
And if you see a person wearing
what looks like a puppy on their head,
Don't call the police, it's only a wig,
and chances are it's already dead







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