Blue Bus Poem by Brian Stafford

I’ve got a hole in my shoe,
as I make my way to you;
I’ve got socks that don’t match,
but at least there ain’t no catch;
There’s a bus painted blue,
inside a seat, that matches;

Going to jump on the bus,
even though it’s painted blue;
Going to jump on the bus,
and make my way to you;

I’ve got a spring in step,
as I make my way to you;
I’ve got words that don’t rhyme,
but they’ll turn out just fine;
There’s a bus painted blue,
inside a flock of watches;

Going to jump off the bus,
even though it’s painted blue;
Going to jump off the bus,
and make my way to you.