thoughts on a bus

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are we running late

traffic is so fucking bad

isn't there any heat on this thing

why is that lady so sad


that guy in the back is strange

the kid across from me don't look well

is she gonna throw up

what is that fucking smell


my foot is stuck to the floor

i forgot my cell phone

should i get off at the next stop

do i have time to go home


fuck it, i will do without

although the wife will be pissed

was it today i had my doctor's appointment

shit, the second one i missed


getting crowded on here

there's that pretty redhead

shit, am i blushing

if the wife were here, i'd be dead


thats my stop ahead

another fight through the crowd

excuse me, excuse me

fuck, that guy is so loud


the redhead smiled at me

i think she touched my side

finally off this sardine can

i really need my own ride


i still have time for a coffee

wake me from my near slumber

what's this in my pocket

its the redheads cell number

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