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In days of old when Romans had left, And track, with weeds, stretched to the sea, We had to wait for Henry Eight To protect your flight to me. Turnpikes stopped the highwaymen From plundering travellers goods, And flaming torches and crashing guns Became stronger than black face hoods. But all the while, that man up front Controlled his team with strength, No obstacle of any kind Could alter the timetables length. Though postman carried mail and clock, And blunderbuss, and long horn, It fell to driver to keep the pace, The passengers happy, not forlorn. And still today in wingless flight In box of aluminium, glass, The sound of triple windtone horn Acts as a laisez pass. |