A driver is driving the bus.
An old lady's sitting behind.
The driver doesn't make a fuss,
Thinking she's just being kind.
She offers him peanuts to eat.
What the heck! He munches them down.
Several times, she leaves her seat,
As the bus is driving through town.
Handfuls of peanuts to confer,
She says she has no teeth to chew.
'Why buy 'em? ' the driver asks her,
Thinking she must have a loose screw.
The old lady was quick to note,
'I love to lick the choc'late coat.'
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