They talk of christmas spirit Of myrrh intertwined with magic 2019 was a special one In my unending travel I boarded a public service van Sat next to a stranger This was no regular stranger She told me not to throw the plastics An environmental conservative Stranger after my own heart She offered A gift In absolute veracity this was my santa And we talked about life And of the passing of events She has just alighted And now am left here Stuck with a new stranger Who smells of alcohol And dental halitosis Now i cant talk So i sit in wait Waiting to reach my destination All the while..... Thinking about the perfect stranger.