It's November 11th
And that is not lost on me
Given the long history
Of occurrences of 11:11
(See Eleven Eleven)
I'm meeting Frank Wadleigh
For lunch in the Gaslamp
A couple of blocks
From our meeting place
I can't help but smile
Because transit bus number 1111
Is pulled over along my path
During lunch I consider
Mentioning the above
But decide against it
That is, until Frank
Relates a story about
A friend of his
Who he had bumped into twice,
Eleven years apart each time