Another lovely morning
To start the day off right
It all depends on it;
whether your day
will be a breeze or a fright
Walking towards Cherry Street
I wait for my ride-
The school bus, that is
I won't need any guide
The bus has arrived
Just before daylight
Into the sunrise we go
leaving behind the night
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