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!

The End

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