The Bus Ride
Sliding on my seat,
Moving with the Salsa beat,
Wishing I had less to eat
Thinking it would soon land on my feet.
Bags are falling to the ground,
The wheels are making an awful sound,
The whole bus is an unhappy crowd.
I wish the bus will stop,
It would end the painful hop,
By the way, I’m sitting at the very top
Slip and slide,
Hoping I’ll be alive on the other side,
This is definitely the worst bus ride.
I am very busy,
At being very dizzy.
I’ve had enough of the rushes,
On these bad buses.
– Eulain –