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On the road Through many a town Resting our heads Laying down Touring the world Trotting the globe Getting there via transport Be it any mode. Slow through the mountains Fast past the fields Trundling along country lanes Winding round hills Kicking up rubble Spitting out fumes Burning up rubber From sea to sand dunes Sights to be seen Sounds to be heard Places to be visited Languages to be learned Culture to be drowned in History in which to basque Food to be tasted Wines to be quaffed Seas you can swim in Churches in which to pray Beaches where it's possible to spend all of your day Sweat it out in the Sahara Freeze to death in the Arctic Get bitten to high heaven but you can get past it. On the trip of discovery The experience shall last Till the end of forever Until your last gasp.
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Feb 14, 2013
Feb 14, 2013 at 3:26 PM UTC
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On the road Through many a town Resting our heads Laying down Touring the world Trotting the globe Getting there via transport Be it any mode. Slow through the mountains Fast past the fields Trundling along country lanes Winding round hills Kicking up rubble Spitting out fumes Burning up rubber From sea to sand dunes Sights to be seen Sounds to be heard Places to be visited Languages to be learned Culture to be drowned in History in which to basque Food to be tasted Wines to be quaffed Seas you can swim in Churches in which to pray Beaches where it's possible to spend all of your day Sweat it out in the Sahara Freeze to death in the Arctic Get bitten to high heaven but you can get past it. On the trip of discovery The experience shall last Till the end of forever Until your last gasp.
Written on 14/02/13 by Josh Morter © Sat in a traffic jam 2 days ago whilst on tour of Italy, wrote the first part just finished it. Not really sure of a name.
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Feb 14, 2013
Feb 14, 2013 at 3:26 PM UTC
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