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Your family,
your friends
the young and the old
patiently waited for you
to arrive
You who had driven so
many around, picking up
dropping off those who
needed a lift
Well to-day was your day
to be driven in style
You arrived right on time
the service in the church
was about to begin
You were carried down the
aisle to rest
While those present paid
their respects
You were honoured to-day by family, your friends, the young
and the old
You, the husband, the grandfather, a friend
You who drove the young and
the old
have now been called to your heavenly home
We will miss you, our bus driver
Our dear friend.
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