the bus is late today never it was
the tires must have needed air
it took awhile before the driver
had pumped that needed oxygen
for its belly to be fat again and alive
yellow colored bus
it was like that song
tie a yellow ribbon song
this if you still want me
the kids at the corner
are restless now
they couldn't wait, it's cold,
bone chillingly cold outside
they needed that bus
to warm their hearts
to drive them to the place
that would fill their thirst
that would give them answers
to their inquiring minds
but for Michael it's different
the bus is just another sign
another bowl to be filled
with cookies, cereal, or fruit
to fill his hungry stomach
to fill his need to chew
to do another mindless task...
i am really at awe on how i do damage to the english language, laughs, more so now that blogger does not even help with spelling. this feature is on the dumps lately so you can expect more of these brutal attacks from me to this language. so again, pardon pls. if you may. i really couldn't help but really smile, laugh at my own mistakes. oh well. there are more meaningful things out there to gripe about than my grammar here, laughs. but if you feel like it then by all means, pls. feel free to do it :) it's just fine with me, laughs. i'm no expert in anything and being perfect in english is one of the first on my list. but that's a given, laughs.
