A little thing happened on the way home last Friday....
Twas the Night Before Friday and all through the station, not a murmur was heard not a single invocation.
The train was awaiting for its passengers with care; in the hopes that no ticket-skippers to board would dare.
The medical director sat next to the poor, heartbroken sap and both had settled down for a small train ride nap.
When out on the platform, there arounse such a clatter, we jumped to our feet to see what was the matter.
When what to our wondering eyes should appear, but a miniature Agent and 8 terrorists so austere.
The agent brandished a gun! All those terrorists to stop! Then the director called cut and it all was fast done.
In excitement, in fervor, I gave a great shout as the Agent dropped his weapon in fine dramatic pout.
As we wolf-called and pandered and called out famous names, others yelled about action or boredom and political games.
Then laying a finger on top of his lips, the director ordered silence! with his hands on his hips.
The terrorists hit the ground as the filming resumes. But we missed teh rest as onward the evening train zoomed.
Yet I heard the Agent proclain as we puffed out of sight, "My show may be cancelled but it put up a good fight!"
All hail the countdown to new TV....
2 comments:
You had me worried. Very briefly, but still.
I was gonna ask if it was Jack that you saw...but then remembered reading something about the new season is going to be based in Washington DC...Hope all is well!
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