poem [the bus says evil!]

The bus says evil!

I was walking hard and suddenly

the wind picked up

and it said don’t misunderstand me

but misunderstanding hits you on the head

hard plus smart wind passes and

I was lost in such a hurry

to get home but the sidewalk

was acting exactly like forever

and suddenly I see an ad

the bus says EVIL! but

there was no goateed engine

there were no fanged wheels

I have had a lot of haircuts

and looked perfectly disgraceful

but I never actually became evil

oh evil bus we love you be good