It starts simply,
A nice trip downstairs to the subway
To ride the newest, bestest and most exciting train of all!
The staircase is inviting, with pictures of white rabbits,
Wait a minute,
I’ve lead myself astray,
this way I never asked for,
I take a moment to gather my thoughts
What basket am I using to store all these things anyway?
Must be made of wicker
I pull out my phone and look up the components of a basket
I briefly wonder how the touchscreen works and Google “wood basket”
But on the screen I see that I’ve lost the plot and the train’s left without me.