Busloads Poems - Poems about Busloads

...It is snowing! It is snowing! It is SNOWING! Three children I usually have to drag out of bed are heading for the front door. I say “don’t forget your bookbags! Don’t you want breakfast?” Mom, it’......

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...They packed their picnic basket s and journeyed towards the sun, with boxes of liquor, creates of beers and a drum fill with carbonated soda; busloads of them, drove down the slopes, with dug out bo......

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... I did not know about the world, I grew up on a farm Into the city I was hurled, it was cause for alarm I found my solace and retreat, with tenants of the zoo The animals that I would ......

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...I’m sure ratepayers everywhere Are aware of the many dangers Of the cronyism to be found At their local Council chambers They build useless monuments That will never make a buck For vanity pr......

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...Where’s the beef? The old woman said. I still see her bulbous nose, parading in my head. She opens the bun and the hamburger is dinky. My thoughts about this oldster are incredibly kinky. Where......

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...My friend in Vermont says she feels responsible for the lack of foliage: leaves so tardy to turn for the busloads of tourists who come for fall glory. It's the same old story-- we take t......

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...My friend in Vermont says she feel responsible for the lack of foliage-- leaves so tardy to turn for the busloads of tourists who come for fall glory. Same old story: we take to ourselves Mo......

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