I love this poem, it always amuses me everytime i read it......
Bloody Men - Wendy Cope
Bloody men are like bloody buses-
You wait for about a year
And as soon as one approaches your stop
Two or Three others appear!
You look at them flashing their indicators,
Offering you a ride.
You're trying to read the desinations,
You haven't much time to decide.
If you make a mistake, there is no turning back.
Jump off, and you'll stand there and gaze
While the cars and the taxis and lorries go by
And the minutes, the hours, the days.
Rae "My Happy place " happy and relaxed
- 15 years, 9 days ago