I was on the bus this morning
and it came to a clattering halt. Half of the passengers were part of a boisterous gang of mentally challenged folk, who didn't like the bus stopping one little bit. They had a connecting train to catch. Things got strained and I could feel the tension rising. So I stood up, and started singing Ten Green Bottles. That got them going. The conductor messed about with the engine and in five minutes we were away. Just think on those green bottles, they saved the day..