The Schedule - DWP
It may be that I am the only person I amuse with these little poems of silliness. But today I have decided to take you all on a trip. Were taking the bus to no where! So gather your belongings and when and if the bus finally arrives please keep your arms and legs inside the vehicle at all times.
Why schedule the bus
When it can’t keep the pace
It is causing quite a fuss
I wish I had some mace.
These people have gone wild
They’re making an awful din
That’s putting it quite mild
I can’t believe the mess I’m in.
The pushing has just started
Now I’m bouncing all around
All sense of restraint discarded
I hope I'm not knocked down.
Now someone’s thrown a punch
And it’s landed upon my face
The impact ended with a crunch
So my eyes rolled up in space.
I’m a victim of this ugly fight
Which did not have to happen
I’d of made it home tonight
If the driver wasn’t napp’in!
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