Isn’t it funny
how you fall about
like a drunken idiot
when trying to alight
from the top deck
of a moving bus?
`Oops sorry!`
`Excuse me, my fault.`
`Was that your toe? My apologies.`
Doesn’t appear to happen
when you’re in company
on the same bus,
same journey,
same bloody time of day.
Why is that?
Sods fucking law.
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