THE JOURNEY
The big, brown bus stood
In all its glory,
To add to its lifetime
Yet another story.
It had dusty seats,
All worn and torn.
With a huge steering wheel
And a siren-like horn.
I got onto the bus,
With others who had places to be.
As usual, there was a huge commotion,
With peo
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