I am waiting for a yellow bus
Between green grass and the
Stony road. It is early morning.
The fog is as thick as smoke.
There is no bus stop.

You just wait between the
Grass and road.
Waiting like this, the bus
Arrives. It is as yellow as
A banana peel. I get on

The bus. It has steps made
Of iron. I go to the back of
The bus and take a seat
That is as soft as a year old puppy.

The conductor comes near me
So that I can purchase my
Ticket. I buy it and
The bus starts. I hope
I reach home soon.