The Bus Stops Here

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Is it Tuesday?
I think it is.
It should be; it feels kind of tuesdaylike.
It's always so hard to tell in the summertime.
But being Tuesday means I've missed the Poetry Bus once again! Argh! How does time go by so fast? Luckily I told MisterEejitSir that I'd be happy to drive the Monday Poetry Bus if only I could do so in the summertime when life is slightly less full of deadlines than usual.
Huh? August 2 is next Monday? This next Monday? Meaning it's my turn already! That means I should get on the ball and give you some sort of busdriverlike guidance.
Put up a sign saying "Bus Here".
HaHaaaa...
Lest you think I'm unprepared and disorganized and all that, let it be known that I've had this topic lined up for months.
Yes.
Every week I lived in fear that another driver would pinch my topic, and I'd have to think of a new one, and we know how hard it is to think of new things, even harder than having one pinched. But nobody else thought of it. Er, not that they were likely to, given the vast array of possible ideas for poetry and the small number of bus trips that have gone by in the interval.
So here's your task:
We are all familiar with those wiggly almost-words used to verify that a blogger leaving a comment is in fact an actual blogger and not a machine. Yes. Those words are your mission. Collect them this week. Pick your favorite, or several, and include it/them in your poem.

Send me a comment when your ticket is posted, and on Sunday I'll get up a list of all the links, which will be updated until we're all on board.