Fairly Fairytale
my steps towards the back of the bus
on seat one he looked quite dopey
seat two smiled as i made my way past
on three a doctor
suit ironed to his skin
His neighbour blew his nose
beside him head against the window fast asleep
On seat six a grump refused to move his bag
the next would not meet my gaze
At the back of the bus
the pallid queen to be
grazes teeth upon the apple red
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