The Bus Expressed
Rondeau
7/15/13
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The bus expressed at unmarked time.
Unexpected, but still true: I'm
Often walking along the route,
And I'm reasonably acute.
Sometimes surprise is a minor crime.
Imagine in a calm a chime.
Or if suddenly sang a mime
In a clear voice, or a mute.
The bus expressed.
And if they sang of truth sublime
That stung, tart and quick, like key lime,
Or like the famous windowed lute,
Which, if you heard, your hopes made moot?
Such was the gist of the driver's rhyme.
The bus expressed.
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