Come you, cartoonists,
Hang on a strap with me here
At seven o'clock in the morning
On a Halsted street car.
Take your pencils
And draw these faces.
Try with your pencils for these crooked faces,
That pig-sticker in one corner-his mouth-
That overall factory girl-her loose cheeks.
Find for your pencils
A way to mark your memory
Of tired empty faces.
After their night's sleep,
In the moist dawn
And cool daybreak,
Faces
Tired of wishes,
Empty of dreams.
Halsted Street Car
Carl Sandburg
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Poem topics: car, girl, memory, night, sleep, mouth, street, corner, morning, clock, cool, dawn, I love you, I miss you, tired, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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