Miles of iron strips,underneath my feet,
Rolling wheels,sound erupting from beneath,
Strange faces gazing everywhere,
Smell of sweat filled the air
La Belle,she came,
with a bagful of socks she played a game,
A game which I could never understand
never in my life I had a feeling so grand
My sorrow it went up in smoke,
In matter of minutes I got soaked
in drops of joy and as I closed my eyes,
all my pain eased deep inside
As she moved on,
I stood still,as I watched her gone
my sojourn had come to an end,
Was the Shocking beauty Godsend???
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