The School
Bus
The
school
bus
I
rodewas
one
of
those
old
long
ones
that
tend
to
clank
along
on
the
highway.
I
thankthat
that
day
there
was
no
traffic
and
was
a
goodfast
one
only
because
of
my
insistent
urging
to
the
bus
driver.
If you
ride
the
bus
every
day
you
tend
to
know
what
is
a
good
bus
and
what
is
a
bad
one.
This
one
was
bad
with
the
open small
seats
that
a
highschooler
would
hate
sitting
in.
It
was
driven
by
an
old lady
who
had
to
stop
and
smoke
at
some
bus
stops.
Mostly
when
we
weren't
on
the
bus.
But
sometimes
when
she
got
mad
at
us
she
would
just
stop
the
bus
and
"have
a
smoke."
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