A happy bus man,
Owned four buses.
He was a happy chap,
Plying his buses regularly on different routes.
Now, his children loved his buses more than he ever could.
And they wanted ride their buses on a regular basis,
But much to their dismay they couldn’t and every night they would complain to their father that they wanted to ride those buses.
The bus man felt very sad,
He told them stories of what he saw each day,
But still they wouldn’t be happy.
On their birthday,
To make up for not being able to take for ride on the buses,
He bought two small toy buses for them
And took them to see the city with his wife on his best bus.
They had a wonderful and beautiful day.