A No.19 Bus ride Poem

The Bus Drivers farewell!?

by Sis Unsworth

 

It started without any warning

And it nearly mounted the kerb,

On the No.19 bus that day

The passengers all lost their nerve.

Will somebody please stop the Driver?

A man from upstairs then did plea

But the bus turned around, they left Rayleigh town

and headed straight down to old Leigh.

Whatever is wrong with the Driver?

A voice from the back did complain,

We’ve circled the weir for the third time

And now we are going again.

Please take me home an old lady did cry

And the passengers all tried to flee.

But the bus left the weir, he changed into gear,

and went back on the road to old Leigh.

The old lady then started shaking

and a girl in the front she did shout

for goodness sake stop for a moment

and please let us passengers out.

It is my last day, said the Driver

And look I can just see the sun

I’m retiring today, then I’ll be on my way

but first, let us all have some fun

The Driver turned on some music

and then he started to sing.

Then one by one they began to hum

eventually, they all joined in.

Why can’t we go down to the seaside?

One lady said, licking her lips.

If you’re going that way let’s make it a day

And all stop and have fish and chips.

They smelt the sea breeze from the estuary

and noticed the tide had come in.

The man from upstairs caught them all unawares

suggesting they went for a swim.

They sat on the beach in the sunlight

watched seagulls fly overhead.

They had fish and chips, and went for sea dips,

before they went home to their beds.

The Driver retired and was happy,

the memory so fresh will remain.

Now one day every year

they meet for a beer,

and do it all over again.

 © Copywright Sis Unsworth