The Framed Picture

Monday, January 03, 2005

Waiting for the bus

I waited for the bus. . .
. . .and It missed me

So I got a ride . . .
. . .and it was mad at me

took a cab home. . .
. . . had to pay him

crashed through the intersection. . .
. . . I won't have to pay him anymore

I look up . . .
. . . and I see a bus

. . . right befor I close my eyes. . .

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