Long past your prime years and you no longer young
And in a foreign city where to you the people speak in a different tongue
Unable to read the train signs and under mental duress
And feeling confused due to far too much stress
At the stress levels of a near mental breakdown
Lost in a crowded railway station far from your hometown
These things do happen to travelers every day
Such is life as some do like for to say
You ask many for directions but none your language do speak
Such things in one's nervous system havoc does wreak
Yet by some gift of good fortune beyond you to explain
You somehow did manage for to board the right train
And at your destination did safely arrive
Your waking nightmare you have managed to survive.
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