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.