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The buses of life

I'm going to paradise today,
and all I have to do to get there
is catch a bus.

I woke up late,
argh makes me angry angry angry!

I got in my car and drove to the bus station,
and the bus was leaving.

I chased after the bus,
yelling "come back,"
but it didn't listen to me and ignored me,
and drove away forever.

I was all sad because I missed the bus;
I thought: "I'll never catch that bus all my life,"
but then I remembered that there are other buses,
and if you don't catch the 7:30 bus,
you'll catch the 7:40 bus:

A new bus comes every ten minutes.

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  • Ahh this is just lovely I like how you used the bus as a metaphor for getting to paradise
    Well done to you and thank you for sharing
    Gaylene