Party Bus Tour
By Craig Wilson
The smoke clears. I see I am in the station.
As always, I’m not sure why I am here.
Suddenly, a strange bus arrives at bay 13.
I do not know why I boarded this odd bus.
It turns out that this is a large party bus.
There are many types of folks on here.
People pass me drinks, which I consume.
Oddly, the drinks have a swift effect on me.
It feels like the entire bus inside is spinning.
Random women dance alongside me as well.
When I get off the bus, I quickly wake up.
The End
The above story is a loose adaptation of a dream I had. If there is anything you would like to ask, feel free to leave a comment, and thank you for reading.
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