Girl At The Bus Stop Poem by Ivanhoe Skunkeroo

I saw her at the bus stop,
My mind came to a full stop.
My heart raced ahead,
Wanna get her into bed? !

All I can do,
Is gape,
Like an ape,
At her beauty.
You may at what you want,
But my eyes just doing their duty.

Awww... She smiles and,
Takes my breath away...
Mouth wide open,
Her bus comes and I wish she'd stay.

It never occured to me,
While I was there, that
She didn't even care.
All she ever did was smile,
And fiddle with her hair.
Trying to impress the cute
Guys at the stop.
That doesn't include me folks,
Afterall, what good's a nice guy, With a mean top.

They say money talks,
Money makes a man.
Someday I'll have all the money, To throw attitude, like only i can.

But, for now,
I'l have to be content,
Only look at her and mop,
Til my time comes,
The girl at the bus stop...