OHHHHHHHHH
I’m on the shuttle to Nowheresville
Because I didn’t know where to get off.
I started on the shuttle to Somewheresville,
But somewhere on the way I got lost.
In the shuttle there’s a seat,
In the seat there’s fluffing
In the fluffing a little bug lives.
And the little bug does what the little bug wants,
And all along the way he sings
In the seat there’s fluffing
In the fluffing a little bug lives.
And the little bug does what the little bug wants,
And all along the way he sings
I’m on the shuttle to Nowheresville….
I now regret teaching my six-year-old twins that song. I thought it would help pass the time.
And it has, for them.
I pity my first grade bus driver.