O tell me the truth about love. When it comes, will it come without warning Just as I'm picking my nose? Will it knock on my door in the morning, Or tread in the bus on my toes?
This bloody town's a bloody cuss No bloody trains, no bloody bus, And no one cares for bloody us In bloody Orkney.
Whatever may bethereasonwhether it wasthat Hitler thought hemight get away with what hehad got without fighting for it, or whether it was that after all the preparations were not sufficiently completehowever, one thing is certainhe missed the bus.
Aunt Jane observed, the second time She tumbled off a bus, 'The step is short from the Sublime To the Ridiculous.'
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