Ode to the B11

Feels like its been an hour of me waiting in this spot

And watching cars go by like melted butter

Lips forming silent prayer because Im really not

Patient at all. Here's what I mutter:

Please, please, please

Can't one of these B's

Be a B11?

It's crowded and it's stuffy and I'm in blissful heaven

Home is my panacea, my cure-all and my fix

Mightiest of vehicles- the lofty B11!

Here comes my salvation-! Nope. Just another B6.