I get on, take a seat and try to relax. I, with my dark glasses on, look around and try to scan, just check whoever is around me. It’s another fine morning. You, looking as fresh as a flower, sit quite comfortably across from me. I do not know you and you do not know me.
Shorter, longer, wider…would definitely have been better. I won’t be a hypocrite to say otherwise. I would have been an “unwilling viewer” of your lush scenery. With Mickey Mouse spoiling the inevitable view, you gave me a stiff neck as I struggled not to look.
Thank you for putting Mickey there, like a mouse guarding your kitty cat.
(Note: A piece spawned by one odd morning inside a public ride. Can you guess what this is all about?)