The L train. -- Photo by Diego Cupolo In the wake of the last weekend's disruptions, and the L's chronic failure in general, Kevin Armento has penned a poem about that fabled line that traverses North Brooklyn. To speak of one you daily ride Suggests a paramour But wrongly so, if meant to mean The L of Brooklyn lore It is a train from east to west Which moves below the ground Sometimes it’s fast, but mostly not Like when it’s broken down From Lorimer, deboard the train And don’t ...