As the title says, a few lines written on an uneventful bus journey to college.
Rickety old omnishambles
Commute trudge
Cold hands
But never a dull moment
Under these skies
This roof
Where I grew
And continue to do so.
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Poetry, Shorts & Prattle (On Hold)
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