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On The Bus

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Sitting on the top of the 'bus,     I bite my pipe and look at the sky.     Over my shoulder the smoke streams out     And my life with it.     "Conservation of energy," you say.     But I burn, I tell you, I burn;     And the smoke of me streams out     In a vanishing skein of grey.     Crash and bump ... my poor bruised body!     I am a harp of twittering strings,     An elegant instrument, but infinitely second-hand,     And if I have not got phthisis it is only an accident.     Droll phenomena!

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