MURDER
1974 Murder
On the Orient Express;
In the Railway Station
Oriental sumptuousness,
Travelers and Peddlers.
We traveled once, Diana and I,
From Venice to Zurich
By Overnight Express,
Cabinette, silver service,
And linen tablecloths.
Curried chicken and white rice
And the Alps gliding
Majestically by.
“Mr. Ratchet has been frontally stabbed,
Twelve times.”
But not on our train.
On our train, love,
And precious memories;
Along the canal in Venice
Roasted sparrow and fried sardines,
As the gondolas glide swiftly by.
And in Zurich an Oompah Band
In the hotel basement,
And in a small estaminet
Along the street,
Champignons sur du pain grille.
While Wretched Ratchet
Is Wretchedly murdered
By twelve good men and true.
But that was on the other train,
And all the while we walked
Hand in hand
Along the streets of Zurich.
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