Looking Around

From Here to There The Train Come on children, let’s play a game Climb aboard the chugging train! Blow your whistles and take your seats Onto shoulders, if you please! Forward, backward, backward forward, But in a line, don’t run outward! Stay in line, and shut your eyes With open eyes, you’ll nothing spy. On roads of iron, we move to and fro, Here come the lights, and there they go. Across the meadows, over the hills, Past aging farmers, temples, mills. Past village wells and a lush green field With broken walls, and a potato field. 66 11

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