The most magic bus was so magic that it could take you anywhere, anytime. When the magic bus honked, it's horn, it's horn could be heard all over the town. The magic bus was so magic that it didn't matter how much the rain rained, the magic bus's windscreen wipers kept the windows clean and dry. The magic bus was so magic that it's wheels turned faster than any other bus in the universe. So magic that there were enough seats inside to carry a million passengers. The tickets for the magic bus were free, of course, and could take you as far as you wanted to go. The magic bus was so magic that it's headlamps could be seen all over town, so magic that the conductor never got cross, even when his engine didn't start. In fact, the magic bus was so magic that it drove itself, and could even find it's own way home again without a map. So magic, in fact, that it the magic bus could make the road signs spin. The most magic bus was so magic that when it went around a roundabout, the roundabout went around, too. The magic bus was so magic that when it stopped at traffic lights, it changed them from red to yellow to green then back again. The magic bus was so magic that it could fly over bridges ... and even drives through puddles and streams without there ever being a "SPLASH !" or mud left on the tyres. Magic.
© Jacqueline Richards 2005
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