My name is Gus
And I am a Bus,
I come from San Paolo, Brasil.
I don't have a locker,
I love to play soccer,
I have a lot of goals to fulfill.
They sent me to Frisco,
Where we don't cook with Crisco,
Everyone doesn't eat meat.
I'm retiring from MUNI
I can be a bit loony,
I'll leave you on foot in the street.
These are my stories
I put all of my glory
And try to teach the community.
A thing or two,
About me and you,
Successful I am definitely.
Some days there are cries,
Because everything dies,
In this crazy world.
Some days you'll laugh,
I'm the funniest of the MUNI staff,
Comes from my dead girl.
She loved my smile,
50 years a long while,
But now she rests in peace.
So I am here on vacation,
With no obligation,
Except one route til I'm deceased.
I have some fun
On every run,
To entertain myself daily.
Upset me today
Look every way
Because I might do something shady.
My culture is better,
We always get wetter
The sexiest people around.
You vegetarians,
You pescatarians,
You all shouldn't make a sound.
So read them or don't
Beg you? I won't
I don't care if you do.
Just don't be surprised,
If it sounds like your life,
Because it's probably about you!
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Very interesting. To see the world from the perspective of a Muni bus is unusual, but I like the direction that you're going in.
ReplyDeleteMuni. Mmmmm, so many memories. I remember this one time some dude only dressed in a trash bag and smelled of human feces evacuated one half of an underground train and left two high school girls enhaling the sweet aroma of their small bottle of hand lotion in lieu of oxygen. Then someone threw up, it was great.
ReplyDeleteVery interesting. I look forward to reading what kind of stories you have.
ReplyDeleteI love the idea! I also had a bad time on Muni once, now I take Bart.
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