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School Bus Ride Home
By Gary Wittmann
March 18, 2007(c)
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Everything on our school bus is going berserk.
Robert running up and down the isle acting like a jerk.
Albert was throwing apple cores.
Bobby was bouncing in his seat and making burping noise.
Charlie was cracking his knuckles.
David was dropping water balloons.
Ellen was eating eggs.
Frank was making farting sounds from underneath his arms.
Gary was gulping down a gallon of soda.
Helen was hollering out loud above the crowed bus.
Isabella was inking Molly’s hands.
Johnny was jumping up and down.
Kelly was killing everyone with his killer jokes.
Lana was laughing with Lucy.
Molly was munching potato chips.
Nancy was making nasty faces.
Oliver was opening a can of worms.
Peter was pulling Polly’s hair.
Quincy was quacking like a duck.
Ricky was running around.
Sally was making silly faces.
Tommy was throwing spit wads.
Ursula was making ugly faces.
Veronica was very vicious with her charms.
Walter was whining to his girl friend.
Xandra was playing the xylophone loudly.
Yewell was yelling at the top of his lungs.
Zoe was zooming down the isle with everything she had.
I can’t get away with anything because the Bus Driver is my dad.
 
 
 
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School Bus Ride Home
By Gary Wittmann
March 18, 2007(c)
All rights reserved.
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