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So on a bus ride from worcester to hartford this past thursday, I was very bored. To make the time pass, I wrote crappy poems.
On The Bus
Look at us, we are on the bus
I hope there is no fuss
My heart, it bends
And is filled with
Lust
Rust
Is on the nail
Left out in the
Pale, Blue
Rain, in Spain
I hope I get
Some fame, like
Valerie Plame
In the CIA she works
Vacations in Cacaos
And Turks
Cathleen’s drinking milk
Silkworms make silk
Steve martin is sergeant
Bilk
O
Captain
My captain
I should try some rappin
My eyes are brown
Please, don’t frown
On the toilet
Someone
Is crappin
Bus is Tipping Over
The bus
Is tipping
Over
I need
A four
Leafed clover
To protect me from death
That OC kid is Seth
Remember the muppet grover?
I wish I were not sober
Because,
The bus
Is tipping
Over
Why is 84 so boring?
Why is this road
So uninteresting?
It feels like
My brain
Is blistering
I see the white lines
And those ugly divides
That Honda is slow
Wait, where do we go?
Who ever built
Interstate 84
Should build highways
No more
The surface is making
My tires chafe
Everything looks
Very unsafe
In fact, that overpass
Is splintering
Why is this road
So uninteresting?
Ugly Lady in the Next Car Over
Dear Ugly Lady,
You are very ugly
I hope you don’t say
“Plug Me”
If you did
I’d run away
In fact
I might turn gay
Your Cadillac
Is falling apart
I bet it doesn’t
Even start
Actually
You’re already driving
You certainly look
Like you’re conniving
You have a really
Stupid face
Like an angel
Who fell from grace
And smashed into
A giant rock
That dress
Looks like
My 5’th grade smock
I hope
You get pulled over
For being
Really
Ugly
Love, Matt
On The Bus
Look at us, we are on the bus
I hope there is no fuss
My heart, it bends
And is filled with
Lust
Rust
Is on the nail
Left out in the
Pale, Blue
Rain, in Spain
I hope I get
Some fame, like
Valerie Plame
In the CIA she works
Vacations in Cacaos
And Turks
Cathleen’s drinking milk
Silkworms make silk
Steve martin is sergeant
Bilk
O
Captain
My captain
I should try some rappin
My eyes are brown
Please, don’t frown
On the toilet
Someone
Is crappin
Bus is Tipping Over
The bus
Is tipping
Over
I need
A four
Leafed clover
To protect me from death
That OC kid is Seth
Remember the muppet grover?
I wish I were not sober
Because,
The bus
Is tipping
Over
Why is 84 so boring?
Why is this road
So uninteresting?
It feels like
My brain
Is blistering
I see the white lines
And those ugly divides
That Honda is slow
Wait, where do we go?
Who ever built
Interstate 84
Should build highways
No more
The surface is making
My tires chafe
Everything looks
Very unsafe
In fact, that overpass
Is splintering
Why is this road
So uninteresting?
Ugly Lady in the Next Car Over
Dear Ugly Lady,
You are very ugly
I hope you don’t say
“Plug Me”
If you did
I’d run away
In fact
I might turn gay
Your Cadillac
Is falling apart
I bet it doesn’t
Even start
Actually
You’re already driving
You certainly look
Like you’re conniving
You have a really
Stupid face
Like an angel
Who fell from grace
And smashed into
A giant rock
That dress
Looks like
My 5’th grade smock
I hope
You get pulled over
For being
Really
Ugly
Love, Matt