I didn’t really see you there
Stood behind my fought for stool
I’d only even taken a pew
To try and use the internet
Your suitcase it was very full
And hung about with extra stuff
But when I pushed my seat right back
I didn’t expect it to fall about
And crash into you with your scalding coffee
(I think it was a grande)
You must have made a grab
To save it from its tragic plight
But this was a futile attempt
It simply knocked the coffee from your hand
Depositing it across the land
I know I looked a little vague
As I apologised and turned on tail
You didn’t look so very jolly
In fact I thought you might go purple
Standing there with bags on floor
Coffee dripping from the door
But my train doors were just closing
Without a rush I would be stranded
… I’m really very sorry
