When there were three at once just sitting there
I thought it might have been a bus convention
But when all three are moving, I must stare
And wish they'd stage a transit intervention.
I missed three buses of the selfsame type
All running as if nothing out of place
Were happening, as if their time were ripe
And they were on the way to their home base
Perfectly on schedule. How can three
Be unified in what should be but one?
I cannot find a reason they should be
Crammed in a single slot, except for fun:
To see how we, the riding public, act
When two are empty and the other packed.
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