Why Don't Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus is my favorite book

By Anonymous -

The best book ever is Don’t Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus because it was my favorite from when I was little. My mom used to always read it to me and my brother at least once a week before bed. I always begged my parents to read it to me because I loved it that much. It’s about this pigeon who is not allowed to drive the bus driver’s bus, and you’re in charge of making sure he doesn’t while the driver is away. The pigeon keeps begging and trying to make you let him drive the bus. He tries to bribe you and gives lots of hilarious and crazy reasons why he should drive the bus. I recommend this book because it was always really fun to read and enjoy.
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  1. Bonni SolomonOctober 23, 2017 at 1:50 PM

    Such a great choice! His books are so silly and they make you want to read them over and over!

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