Bus-ted

Now, normally, I’m a quiet guy, Not outspoken, little shy, But even I, my limit has, Blew my lid—and all that jazz, But let me tell you what I know, About this sorry tale of woe… This guy came from the pizza place, Had a pizza, he embraced The two guys standing near him there ‘Twas obvious for them, he cared, And he stopped to talk a while, The three of them exchanged a smile, And then he said, “I have to go, This pie won’t eat itself, you know, Can’t wait for that first, cheesy bite, With pineapple to make it right,” And then he stepped into the street, A bus just knocked him off his feet! Some bystanders pulled him away, (Please know that he will be okay,) But when things calmed from all the fuss, I lost my pass to drive a bus! 

Cause Mondays do get knocked a lot,
With poetry, we all besought
To try to make the week begin
With gentle thoughts,
Perhaps a grin?
So  Karen , Charlotte, Mimi, me
Have crafted poems for you to see.
And now you’ve read what we have wrought…
Did we help?
Or did we not?

Next week my favourite you will see,Cause cookies are the theme for me!
Thinking of joining us for Poetry Monday?We'd love to welcome you!Topics for the next few weeks (with a huge thank-you to Mimi, who comes up with so many of them!)...Pineapple (February 27) Today!Cookies (March 6)Butterflies (March 13)Buzzards (March 20)Celebrating Earth Day (March 27)Maps (April 3)Golf (April 10)Safety Pins (April 17)Pigs in Blankets (April 24)