Cycling
Cycling :
When the sun is shining
And I know it will not rain.
I take my brand new bycle.
And pedal down the lane.
I like to skim round corners.
I like to ring my bell. I strain
And climb the steepest hills.
The Freewheel down again.
That is how I like to travel.
It is better than train.
Or bus or car or motor-boat
Or even aeroplane.
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