A day trip to the MFA
A nice, easy ride
Or maybe not
‘Cause it means taking the E Line
At Park Street
Throngs of people
Going every which way
A train approaches, an E?
No, it’s a B
Like magnets, people cram
into the tiny train
Another train comes
Is it an E?
No, another B
This one sits for a while
Its lights just blinking
Hello? Hello?
Is there a driver in there?
We’d like you to get moving
You’re holding up the
(nonexistent) E
Yet another train comes
Another B
This time a barren desert inside
‘Cause two B’s just came
The crowd for the E gets larger
Sardines in a can
Waiting for a train
That will never come