Jun 01 2008
A Bus-a Poem in Rhyme
Wanna hear a tale
about a bus for sale
it’s as big as a whale
and it isn’t frail.
Shiny and long
much like a grill tong
motor sings a song
you can’t go wrong
Oh the places it wants to see
and I how I want to be
traveling with it from sea to sea
if only fuel were free.
In my dreams
we’ll cream
the highways together with sun beams
after I am famous, I’ll get a bus that gleams.
| 2.5 |
J Scott






