"Never get killed doing something ordinary, like crossing the road, do they?"
--from a discussion list

It was Christmas Eve at the bus stop
And Raymond was starting to fade.
He'd been waiting for almost an hour
(The third car this week he'd mislaid).

A voice called from a Capri silver
"Oh, lover, it makes my heart bleed
"To see you there shivering sadly,
"I'll give you a lift if you need."

"About bloody time," answered Raymond,
And recklessly ran to his mate.
He didn't take time to look both ways,
And the bus that arrived sealed his fate.

-- THE END --

17 December 2002