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The girl got on the imparing , noisy bus Although She was tired and bit of wuss Because of her routinely work and circus She was getting a rapid pulse Her pulse got higher as she saw two creep, Who by looks were looking pretty cheap, Lurking on the girl like a scaring peep, Trying to come closer as the bus had a leap, The girl can’t express her awkwardness, She is felt trapped into a manly mess, Can’t even shout load to make a fuss, Nor can she get off the running bus, She was trying to get out of this dismay, Like a deer escape from becoming a prey, The creeps were making ride hard way The people around were pretty astray.