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THE BUS by MABEL WARREN ARNOLD

First Line: THE BUS WINDS DOWN THROUGH THE BUSY STREET
Last Line: YOU WOULD LIKE TO GET OUT AND STROLL.
Subject(s): TRAFFIC;
The bus winds down through the busy street,
Without a thought or care;
It stops at a signal, a fare to greet,
With a jerk that would raise your hair.

It plows through the traffic, with many a stop
For autos and men to pass;
With ever anon a man to drop
In the busy throng, alas.

It joggles along the old washboard roads,
In the poorer sections of town;
Or stops at a college to get a load
Of students, without a gown.

Forever it rumbles, and starts, and shakes,
As if it would take death toll;
So when the old motorman puts on the brakes,
You would like to get out and stroll.



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