Early Bus Poem by Lizzie O'Neill
Early Bus
The long walk,
The cold wait,
People commuting,
Two guys going to Uni,
Well I'm guessing anyway,
A guy on his way to work,
And two I'm not sure,
Then there's me and him,
On our way home from work,
The driver takes us,
The 4 am 900,
What a strange world.
Lizzie, you're people watching again, and doing it well, too.
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5/4/2024 10:36:51 PM # 1.0.0.1119
very nice Lizzie... u r a great observer