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My Bus Journey
My Bus Journey Getting on the bus to go into town Ten passengers standing up, twenty sitting down The card reader's faulty, won't recognise my bus pass Youths standing at the bus stop banging on the glass Unaccompanied children, probably going to gran's Elderly couple opposite, sitting holding hands Driver says he's running late and that he can't delay Gives me no time to find a seat, before he's on his way Can't find an empty disabled seat, even though I have a stick Able-bodied people stay sitting in them, looking at me as if I’m thick I stand in the aisle, swaying back and forth I'm facing south, though the bus is travelling North I try to turn to face the front but someone is standing in my way Weighed down with an overstuffed backpack, that pummels me as I sway Youths at the back, thinking they're ‘cock of the walk' With their forbidden e-cigs and their filthy talk We come to a standstill, young mother gets on, pushchair in her hand Though there's already two buggies on, and she's going to have to stand She stands at the front, right in between The passengers stay put, you know what I mean At the next stop, I want to get off But those standing won't budge, they just stand there and scoff I push my way through to the front of the bus I get to the driver, I don't make a fuss The driver says “Sorry, I can't make them move Good manners are a thing of the past, as this journey did just prove”
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