Passing notes on the bus.
Naughty, naughty us.
It all started when Bailey tossed a note around.
Her and I made a giggling sound.
Passing notes on the bus.
Naughty, naughty us.
The guys looked at it
And the wrote a bit and gave it back to us.
Passing notes on the bus.
Naughty, naughty us.
"Why?" it read.
"Because we're bored. Who do you like?"ours said.
Passing notes on the bus.
Naughty, naughty us.
We tried an agreement.
"We'll tell you if you tell us." we sent.
Passing notes on the bus.
Naughty naughty us.
Girls were the first in line.
So Bailey wrote hers then mine.
Passing notes on the bus.
Naughty naughty us.
Mine of course was a lie,
But Bailey was the only one who knew why.
Passing notes on the bus.
Naughty, naughty us.
When they saw who she liked the didn't believe her.
They tohught we were decievers.
Passing notes on the bus.
Naughty, naughty us.
Soon they relized it was true.
Wewrote "Now how 'bout you?"
Passing notes on the bus.
Naughty, naughty us.
Gavin's was easy.
It was Makenzie.
Passing notes on the bus.
Naughty naughty us.
Now it was Emet's turn.
We saw his cheeks burn.
Passing notes on the bus.
Naughty naughty us.
Bailey read the note slowly,
But at the end was smiling broadly.
Passing notes on the bus.
Naughty, naughty us.
"Really?" she said.
"Really." his note read.
Passing notes on the bus.
Naughty, naughty us.
Another happy ending.
but for me it was confussing.
Passing notes on the bus.
Naughty, naughty us.
It didn't matter who Gavin likes, I don't care,
Then why do I fell my heart tissues tare?
Passing notes on the bus.
Naughty, naughty us.
Bus Love Note
this is about something that happened ealier today. It's true!Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!
