Bus Poems


It’s much less fuss to go by bus

but it’s the wait I really hate


In the days of bus conductors

Buses moved to scheduled pace

They were big and slow and noisy

But they had a certain grace

These days things are rather different

Bus conductors have all gone

Timetables are long forgotten

But the buses trundle on


isn’t that just


you wait ages for a poem about buses

and then three come along