Nobody Knows Where Our Bus Driver Goes
Nobody knows
Where our bus driver goes
While all of us kids are at school.
Does he study the map,
Does he take a nice nap,
Or lazily lounge by the pool?
Nobody knows
Where our bus driver goes
Nor what he may do with his time.
Does he work for the mayor,
Is he off cutting hair,
Or secretly out fighting crime?
Nobody knows
Where our bus driver goes.
He’s prob’ly a spaceman from Mars.
But he might be a spy,
Or a rock-n-roll guy
Who’s flailing on ‘lectric guitars.
Nobody knows
Where our bus driver goes.
He leaves us each morning at eight.
All that we see
Is our bus back at three,
And, boy, we’re sure glad he’s not late!
— Jeff Mondak
Copyright © 2016. All Rights Reserved. From The Toy Box Ate My Brother. JPFK. Reprinted by permission of the author.
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From The Toy Box Ate My Brother
Works by children’s poet and songwriter Jeff Mondak have been read and heard by millions of children of all ages. Jeff’s poems have appeared in books and magazines in the United States, Australia, Canada, England, Germany, India, Ireland and Sweden. Many of Jeff’s poems also have been made into songs, including all tracks on Sergio Wals’ children’s music CD Michael Closed the Bathroom Door, all tracks on Mick Brady’s children’s music CD Triple the Pickle, and ten songs on rock band NxT’s CD Sounds Familiar. Now, in The Toy Box Ate My Brother, Jeff presents his first-ever solo poetry collection, featuring over 40 of his favorite funny poems. Each poem is accompanied by a delightful illustration by artist Mew Tachibana.