or Keeping your mind off the Hurry-Cane ...
this is old, but what the heck
Mother Bus Rhymes Jack and Jill went up the hill To test a Vee-Dub Syncro. Jill smashed trees, and just to tease, Crushed poor old Jackie's ego! Hickory dickory dock, The chickens are all in a flock. My bus struck one, as it tried to run, The rest got away without injury. This little bus went to market, This little bus stayed home, This little bus had premium fuel, This little bus had none, This little bus went Beep, Beep, Beep, All the way home. Mary, Mary, quite contrary, How goes your Vanagon? With coolant leaks, and throttle tweaks, And a temp light that's always on! Little Miss Muffet Sat on a tuffet Fixing her bus's fuel pump. Along came a spider And sat down beside her And said, "You gonna eat the rest of that donut?" Jack Sprat, he wore a hat, His wife, she wore blue jeans. They drove their Vee-Dub bus around Just hoping to be seen. As I was going to Spokane, I met a man with seven vans, In every van were seven seats, In every seat, a wife with feets, On every feets were socks and shoes Embroidered with the Daily News. Shoes, wives, seats, and vans, How many were going to Spokane? |
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