Bus Ugly
Finn was at his job today
You know he drives a bus
Never really much to say
When he talks to us
He's never talked bad of folks
Or said and evil word
In fact I'd never heard him joke
He thinks that it's absurd
But early on this morning
Right there in front of us
A woman started boarding
With a baby on the bus
With one look at the baby
Finns said to my surprise
"That one ugly kid there, lady
And I tell you that's no lie"
Her anger started fuming
As she headed back toward me
But found an empty seat
So she sat beside McGee
Well, MeGee, He saw her steaming
As she told him of her plight
Then they both started scheming
To try and set things right
They both agreed, there' someone
That she should go and tell
but meant while, what should be done
Is for her to give'im hell
As she stood to walk precisely
To do what she must do
McGee then offered nicely
"I'll hold your monkey here for you"
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