I rarely go by bus but when I do
For safety’s sake I choose a seat well back.
Today the bus was crowded like a zoo,
My seat companion wore a plastic mac,
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Pardon me while I take a moment to uncringe. Eek, and I have to hop a plane in the morning. Glad you got off the bus safely and were able to tingle our spines with your artistry.
Oh the buses of Hull eh? ? You take your life into your own hands when you take this particular mode of transport.... ha ha! ! Good read Peter! HG x
what a delightful poem...i don't know if i was s'posed to - but it made me tickle and gave me a smile...especially that whisper line...
There are things happening next to us, but we find about them only when it is too late...great poem.
You portray the sense of entrapment and looming danger very vividly. Ten. Susie.
Now you see, that is why I don't ride buses. Between the suicide bombers and the people that snatch your gold chains off as you exit and the bus pulls off....it's just not safe!
Is this a true story? ? ? ? ! ! ! ! That was pretty scary! I loved it!
Very scary, Peter. This one gave me the creeps. Therefore, I loved it. VT
OMG! ! Peter, rofl Everyone's worst nightmare travelling companion for sure! rofl Sorry it was very funny though! Now that is what I call dealing with a difficult topic. 10 from creased up Tai
Wow! Brilliant! ! I never expected the ending and it was a total surprise. You are an excellent writer! ! (Seriously) Rene'