Some people like to hitch and hike;
They are fond of highway travel;
Their nostrils toil through gas and oil,
They choke on dust and gravel.
Unless they stop for the traffic cop,
There are no bribes to pay,
But wise old I go rocketing by;
I'm riding on Western Railways.
1 Comments:
The image is kind of blurred out. Where is Lajpat Nagar? And Hi.
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