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BUS THEORY

The thought of a bus The ride and comfort The force of exhaust Run and chase Exhaust blown in your face Wheels maneuvering over the open road A solid glance of behold Journeying transit or motor coach You take the vote The Driver at the wheel Road safety for real The Bus Stop Destination granted If there was no bus, there wouldn’t be movement Buses come and go That’s the way it is you know Buses in vintage saw All one can say is galore Bus Theory The concept is ride What travel provides

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