Onomatopoeia

On the platform, pla pla pla, of a bus, chuff chuff chuff, which was an S (and singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest), it was about noon, ding dang dong, ding dang dong, a ridiculous ephebus, poof poof, who had one of those hats, pooh, suddenly turned (twirl twirl) on his neighbor angrily, grrh grrh, and said, hm hm: "You are purposely jostling me, Sir," Ha ha. Whereupon, phfftt, he threw himself on to a free seat and sat down, plonk.

The same day, a bit later, ding dang dong, ding dang dong, I saw him again in the company of another ephebus, poof poof, who was talking overcoat buttons (boorra boorra, it wasn't as warm as all that...) Ha ha.

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