This verse is for my passengers
I see them every day
I pick them up at bus stops
And drop them off along the way

I know just where they’re going
When they get on with their bags
They’re heading off to Tesco’s
To get the shopping and some fags

Most of them are friendly
And like to have a blether
Through morning, noon and night
I could talk about the weather

It’s good to speak in Gaelic
Upon returning here
The language of my parents
I hadn’t heard for years

I recognise the school kids
As they step upon the bus
I know by name the calm ones
And those who make a fuss

In the evening they look different
When they’re dressed up for the Ball
With miniskirts and high heels on
‘Two halves to the Corran Halls’

When I do the evening shift
I really see some sights
One night I sold a ticket to
A man in fishnet tights!

I truly like the summer
Because the girls are feeling hot
Most of them are decent
But quite a few are not!!!

In winter when it’s cold and damp
People are soaking wet
Once a man apologised
For his very soggy pet

Then that Labrador it shook itself
And all the bus was dripping
I had to slow to a snail’s pace
To stop the punters slipping

I need a lot of patience
When they give me all 5p’s
But I’ll forgive them anything
If only they say please

Soroba-Dunollie
‘The supermarket sweep’
If I do it two weeks on the trot
It makes me want to weep!!

Easdale on the other hand
Is the run I love the best
Especially on clear evenings
As the sun sets in the west

A driver’s job’s not easy
And the days are hard and long
But I try to keep on smiling
And sing a happy song

Well, variety’s the spice of life
And we’re always changing rotas
So all in all it’s not so bad
Working for West Coast Motors!

Jane Elizabeth Shears ©
6 Dec 2011