ON THE BUS

So away we went
As our time had been spent
It was time to visit the next town.
The roads were so curvy
And all topsy turvy
And so high up that I couldn't look down.




The bus then stopped
The breaks had popped
Loads of smoke came out of the side.
So we sat in hope
But it was hard to cope
Coz we had to wait there for another ride.



We waited and waited
And waited and waited
The music they played was so sad.
But we waited and waited
And waited and waited
Until we began to go mad.


(please note at this point Jan and Texas requested I write something a bit more positive to get hopes up)...


Then out of the blue
The breaks turned brand new
And the driver got back to his seat.
The sad songs went away
So our own music we could play
And the journey went on to complete!!




(So the breaks didn't actually turn brand new but they did manage to get the bus going again. I feel my poem helped...)