He took my book
The little crook
How dare he
Trip me
Mock me
His behavior shocks me
He took my book
That little crook
He’ll be sorry when I find him Continue reading
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School Bus Drivers * another rant, I’m on a roll*
Now I know there are many fantastic bus drivers out there *our last one for the previous four years was excellent he was an older Scottish fellow who loved the kids and they loved him, I think he might have been a bit deaf maybe that’s why he was so patient with a bus load of kids* but the one this year *deep breath* not so much.
