Sonny Rainshine

The Haunted Bus - Poem by Sonny Rainshine

He dreamt he was on a bus, dreaming.
He awoke with a jolt
and looked about at his fellow passengers.
One wore a grin that filled her face.
One grimmaced at him.
One looked puzzled.
One guffawed unceasingly.
One looked clinically depressed.
One looked like those ubiquitous happy faces.
He had boarded a busload of emoticons.

The next day he deleted his screen name
and resigned from the chatroom.

Comments about The Haunted Bus by Sonny Rainshine

  • (4/30/2006 8:25:00 AM)

    That coul've been a nightmare! We have the same here on this forum. Does this mean you are resigning from here? You should not, because as this poem, I think you are a 10! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 30, 2006

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