The Bus

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Waiting in the queue,
waiting for the bus.
Chatting to the folk,
not wanting a fuss!

Time at the bus stop,
in the cold, sun and wind.
Wearing heels or flip flops,
standing with our bags!
Waiting for the bus,
in the shelter on the street.
They either don’t come or are late!
We stand, tapping our feet!
The bus, it finally arrives!
And packed with people standing.
It always comes and thrives,
and then it lowers the landing!
The bus is not so bad!
It’s like a car, but holds more folk!
Enjoy the ride.
Press the bell, because the journey is had!

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