To and from Avis,
we take the bus.
The navigator or our journey
is a man filled with Jesus.
He does please us.
Las name Collins, first name Tom.
He listens to gospel
on a CD Rom.
From the looks of his skin
he could be a member
of the nation of Islam.
He's got a mixed drink named after him,
for a good time mix sweet, sour, and gin.
He's quick to help
when he parks the shuttle.
My bag is so heavy, he busts a nuttle.
But he's a trooper
no time for rebuttle.
1 comment:
wait so were you seriously writing these or just making fun of poets?
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