By Bill 53 1/2

The announcement we all dread..

Filters though the Station air

‘Buses are replacing Trains’

my smile turns to a glare.

I know how this unfolds…

as I drag me to the bay

Where the throbbing omnibus coyly waits

to make miserable my way.

The PTV bus is an unholy child

Born of misery and desperation

It’s ruins you day and makes you late

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By Bill 53 1/2.

Spoo on the seats

Snot n dribble too.

Is what I always think about 

when on the way to you.

The loud music is playing

From the selfish prick nearby.

How I want to ream his arse,

with a hot, king size 4n20 pie.

The temperature is hot or cold

Nothing ever in between.

White collar and high viz alike.

Enduring the temps - extreme.

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