Mr Brown

Mr. Brown, Mr. Brown
Me and Daddy went to town

We saw a bus that had no nose
Just one sneeze and off it goes.

The school bus sneezed! Achoo! Achoo!
I think that bus has caught the flu!

Mr. Brown, a joy was he
The times we had; Daddy and me

A poor old truck was Mr. Brown
No other like him for miles around

Counting mailboxes, one, two, three
As I rode to school with my Daddy

What adventures we had with Mr. Brown
When me and Daddy would go to town.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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