As My Bus Rode and Stop

POEM 18 AS MY BUS RODE AND STOP 




I RODE MY BUS LOOKING FOR THSAT 

SWEET LOVING LADY I HAVE BEEN LOOKING 

FOR ON THE BUS.



AS I SIT ON THE BUS STOP WATCHING 

AND LOOKING FOR THIS LADY TO PASS BY 

FOR SHE CAN BEFORE ME AT THE BUS STOP.



WHEN MY DAY COME TO AN END I HOPE TO 

HAVE THAT LADY I MEET AT THE BUS STOP. 

TO COME HOME WITH ME TO SHOW LOVING AND 

KIND THAT THE WAY I AM.





MR. PROFESSOR. JERRY”BIG PAPA” WELLS 

AUTHOR
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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