School Bus Bust

School’s out, with my friends, it’s time to go home. 

Hop onto the school bus without mom or dad, I’m alone. 

Driver asks where I live but I had no answer. 

She got angry, I got scared. 

Still is. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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