Poppo Drives the Bus

We can go anywhere, As long as we know what bus to get on. We can go to the fair, Or we can go far, riding on and on. Mommo made dresses for two, They fit to a tea. One for Linda Sue, The other for Me. We were six, almost seven. Just the two of us, At half past eleven, We boarded the bus. We dropped in our coins, Took a seat by the door. We road around town, Then, safely returned to our front door.