Abort the Bobbing Bus

I’m getting very tired of bobbin along on the bobbing bus

It is starting to bore me

It is bumpy and bitterly burdensome

My backside is getting blistered

From the constant chafing and burning

Of being on the bob, bob, bob bus

There is no point to the bobbing bus

It rambles and blusters about

I’m over its beguiling and begging

Its bemoaning and beseeching

Its bellowing and blathering

On and on it bobs and bobs

Exhausting to watch

Fatiguing to ride

Draining to hear

Its grueling to write about the bobbing bus

I must abort the bus

Release the bobbin

Set myself free

Let the empty bus go bobbin down the road

By itself, alone

Bobbin along until it either runs out of gas

Or bobs on off the road into a ditch

May it rest there forever covered in kudzu

And never again go bob, bob, bobbin along

Never again to bob, bob, bob into my view