The call
All are waiting
One. Two.. three …
Here comes my bus
Let me go please.
Divers start but
I with wonder
How they drive bus
With one steering!
I heard, “ bell bells”
I with wonder
Why does this bell
Bells like one.two..?
I slept there in,
Woke up never more.
Bus is running
There they wait for.
I was called first
You may near next.
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