Bus

It’s convenient–easy, breezy,
But mostly wheezy,
Every day I end up running,
Down the hill I go,
Hoping I don’t stub a toe.
Whiz — there the bus goes,
Damn!
Wheezing for nothing.

©2015 Karina Pinella

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