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Passing by club “Night Times” slowly,
Pulling to a bus sign stop,
I watched a sleek black limo pull up
And the doorman on the hop
Come open up the rear car door
Bodyguards swarm all around-
It seems another star of music
Or from Hollywood's in town.
Unannounced, the scenes unfolded
As my bus pulled to it's halt.
I hadn't heard nor read of this thing
But, quickly fans came in assault.
To get a look at who it be –
Hadn't heard a thing at all –
About this visit of a celeb
To our little town this fall.
Then as my bus pulled out, onward,
As we passed the scene I saw
Was it really Mister Jackson
As I stared at it in awe?
Oh, the scenes I see, the people,
On my late night bus rides home
That often I pen for enjoyment
In these scenes from “Bus Rides Home”.

W.C.Hull(c)2003