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Taking the Wrong Bus To Philly Revisted

There once was a boy name Billy who had a good friend in Philly He took the wrong bus and created a fuss and now he's sittin there chilly There once was a boy named Billy The cold made his skin look hilly he went through the door and fell on the floor making him look rather silly There once was a boy named Billy who sat on the floor looking silly He got to his feet and started to tweet how he missed his bus going to Philly *** Note This is a true story. I came up with it while walking my dog by the greyhound buss station. This guy Named Billy was setting out side yelling in to a cellphone on how he missed his bus to Philly then he went in to the buss station and fell as he went through the door. es 1/28/2011

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Date: 1/28/2011 1:20:00 PM
Enjoyable set of Limericks telling the true story of Billy, eddee
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