09/12/2025
A Sonnet for the Forever-Late 529 🚍😂
O 529, thou bus of mystery,
Forever late — it’s almost history!
We stand and wait, our hopes begin to fade,
Then THREE appear… like some weird bus parade. 🤦♂️🚍🚍🚍
The first one passes, flashing “Not in Use,”
The second’s packed — no room for one more shoe. 😅
The third rolls up like, “Hop on, friends, I’m here!”
And suddenly the world feels full of cheer. ✨
Oh Willenhall, we laugh through every wait,
For buses here run purely on fate.
Late or early, single file or packs,
The 529 keeps us on our toes — and backs! 😂
Still, through the chaos, we survive the ride…
It’s all part of our Willenhall pride. ❤️🙌
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