silver blue swallow

(little story written on my way to paris)

silver and blue swallow decided it would be about time and a good idea to travel to paris by eurostar

"dont you think being in the tunnel will be a triffel claustophobic?" said the passenger who was sitting in the seat next to silver blue swallow

"not really" she replied, it will be bit like travelling at night and the train will remain the same size in any case".

"yes" said the passenger, trying to get her point across "but you wont be able get out if you want to and i find that a bit of a claustophobic thought"...

"well would you want to get out" shivered silver and blue swallow
"in a damp, dirty, cold and filthy tunnel?"

"no" said the passenger "i would want to get out to a soft green sunny meadow with blue butterflies and purple roses".

"well you're on the wrong train and in the wrong season!" exclaimed silver blue swallow
"for it is winter, the roses are few, if not non-exsistant, and the meadows you speak of are covered in snow!".

the passenger, feeling a little misunderstood , decided to keep her thoughts to herself from there on in, while silver and blue swallow ate her packed lunch while scimming the newspaper for funny jokes or cartoons.