Posted by: | 17th Mar, 2014

Sonnet C20

by Tanjot Singh

How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth of the ocean,

On my rough heart you are soothing lotion.

When your lights shine, they feel like the sun’s rays.

I love thy seats and thy comforting heat

That envelope me so entirely.

Thy tunes play in my mind eternally.

Your bus drivers, my soul they do complete.

I love thee like a raccoon does garbage.

For you in Marine, I will always wait.

Through junk yards thy parts I would salvage.

My nervousness for midterms you placate.

You make all other busses seem savage.

C20, you beauty, you are so great.

(Based on Sonnet 43 by Elizabeth Barret Browning)

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