Say Goodbye To The BMW
Bus Rides
Oh Dear!
WE´ve swopped our BMW
for a bus pass.
Left our sunshine home(so sad)
To greet the green,green grass.
No more desert days,
Just a black and gloomy sky.
And we´ve swopped our BMW
For a bus pass.!
We walk like snails on ¨go slow¨,
When Winter comes , then more so,
So let´s just all be glad
We´ve got a bus pass.!
Uphill is near impossible,
Our legs give out, though leaner,
´cos we´ve left our bright blue Beamer,
for a country so much greener.,
We trundle down the lanes
on a bus with shaky frames,
holding tight to go round corners,
as the driver MADLY warns us
These country lanes are not a joke.!
Just relax and thank the Lord
You´ve got a bus pass.¨¨
As the roads become more narrow,
and the driver keeps his speed,
We look at one another full of fright.
Ïs this really country life?¨
Asked one old man to his wife?
Oh! Shut up and just be glad
You´ve got a bus pass.
Oh! Dear!
We´ve swapped our BMW
for a bus pass.
Are we mad, or simply aging?
Have we lost, or are we gaining?
Goodness only knows.....
Ah!.. the driver finally slows....
A speed camera is in sight,
Now the driver has the fright,
And we´re just smiling
since we´ve got a bus pass !