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MOTHER BOURDED THE LOOP! (A Work In Progres)

As sat on a seat on - The Loop
going up to Humbys
bus stopped, mother with buggy
came aboard, with two children
both girls, one were crying
mum told the crying child

'' Look we have to go to the shops, Grace ''

my hart went out to her , and to all aboard - The Loop!
nothing like a crying child to get on ones nerves is there!
the child sat across from me, crying, showing no sign of stopping!
I smiled, complemented her on her hat, there were film charioteers on the hat
I were attempting to distract her - slowly it were working, Gracey, began to stop
crying!
engage her by conversing
she carried on crying, much less by now
Gracie, were thinking now, who's that man, with such hairy face?
soon her tears turned off, we puled funny faces at each other
we played a game of peck boo, hiding our faces behind our hands, and behind our hats!

Gracie, forgetting that she were crying! now chuckling!
when I rechde my stop, Gracie, were a happy Bunny!
as I steps off the bus, the driver thanked me
'' my pleshuer, love! '' ; mother too were a much happier mum
those on the bus, released, from suffering a crying child!

ken d williams

The Dyslexic Wordsmith

Poetry by ken d williams