I'm Sorry Sir
I'm sorry Sir,
but I only have one excuse for being late.
There was this boy on the bus with rubies.
He wasn't that tall.
I think he was black,
but he could have been asian.
Anyway, he was holding eggs
as well as the rubies.
He swallowed two red tablets,
and flushed pink.
He couldn't have been black come to think of it.
Who ever heard of a black man flushing pink?
Anyway, he was holding eggs and rubies
and when he reached up to pull the cord,
we all thought he wanted to get off the bus,
but the bus stopped and he stayed where he was.
After the bus pulled away again,
he stood up and pulled the cord again.
I think he was deranged,
not just black.
Anyway, every stop, he pulled the cord.
Everyone else on the bus starting whispering.
We all agreed that he was deranged,
not black.
After five minutes of stopping
at every available opportunity,
the bus driver spoke for us all when he said,
'Boy, if you pull that cord one more time,
I'm going to hang you with it.'
I don't think the boy heard,
because, as soon as the driver finished speaking,
the boy stood up and pulled the cord again.
Every block, we stopped,
and no-one left the bus,
at least, no-one I noticed.
I think everyone had decided to stay and watch.
Then the bus driver stopped stopping.
The boy still pulled the cord every block,
and didn't seem to mind that the bus didn't stop.
A group of school girls missed their stop because of him.
It was really quite inconsiderate.
When the boy had finally had enough,
he stood up with his rubies and egg-shells
— Oh. Didn't I mention that he drank his raw eggs between pulling the
cord all of those times?
Anyway, he stood up with his rubies and eggshells,
and pulled on the cord four times in a row.
The bus driver took the hint and stopped.
The boy tipped his hat and left.
So I'm sorry Sir,
I didn't mean to be late.
It was all the black boy's fault.