The Blue Bus

The Blue Bus

The crowd
gatherin
around

People callin
out for
the dogs

From your
childhood

To the
grey age

Life a
boom &
bust

To its
end

Still the
very same

Every moment
passin

The slide
hurts

A Slash
on your
back

Each time
you ride
the blue
bus

The story
starts

With the
bus

And ends
with it

You perish
in the
reverse
tide

Like many
down under

You would
discover

In the
deep ocean
below

Caution: This might be all theory

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