There’s an angel in the ditch that the school bus drives by. Xe stays there and sings to the passing by children, like xe’s trying to get them to jump out of the moving bus and come to xir.
Everyone knows by now to wear headphones, or to chatter loudly in conversation, to turn off their hearing aides when they pass by. You must not listen to the angel. You must not.
(they all know what happens if you do)