Tag: poetry
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This Is My Bus
The wheels roll The breaks squeek The door opens wide The same every week The seats bounce The tires spin Been here all day long Now the days coming to an end The kids yell out loud The windows down and up I am the driver This is my bus
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On My Skoolie
On the road again With my wheels on the road Going wherever I want to go All wheels rolling My skoolie I ride Looks so much better On the inside I remade the model Made it for me Ready to move And see all I can see Instead of seats There’s where I sleep My…
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The Seats On The Bus
The front of the bus Has the quiet and meek These are the ones Who will make your week The middle of the bus Makes you smile These are the ones Who improve with each mile The back of the bus Are the wild and loud These are the ones Who make drivers proud All…
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Out The Bus Window
As I look out the bus window I see the leaves Blowing towards the sky Saying good morning With the orange Red And yellow Saying hello As I look out the bus window The sun smiles The clouds try to hold The brightness back But the daylight star Breaks free Welcoming me to The afternoon…
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Thank You Drivers
I wrote a poem just for you fantastic bus drivers! Every morning Out of bed, they wake Ready for a brand new day Watching the daylight break Open up the door Sit down in their seat It’s time for them to Begin a brand new week Drive the route Place to place Ready to share…
All About That Bus 