Here’s my new poem. To be honest, it needs some work.
For Easter Road fun
Catch the 1
If you’re posher than me
Ride the 23
If you need to be at the airport late
The 35 is perfectly great
For noisy junkies the 14 is best
That’s why they call it the Methadone Express
Buses out West are nowt to do with me
The 4, the 12 and the 33
I think those numbers go to the “Gyle”
Whatever that is beyond the Western Miles
And nae cunt knows
Where the 13 goes
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