[center]I take the choo-choo!
When I go abroad I use eurotunnel
quite soon after Ashford it goes into a funnel.
it's dark for a while, then into the light,
and everything's French as you look in delight.
An hour and a half, you fly through that nation
300KPH till you reach Paris station
then hop on a metro (Well, RER 'D')
to the Gare Du Lyon and a bright TGV
Down through the country, the choo-choo does roam
bringing me closer and closer to home.
Just up ahead Besancon station I see
Oh good, at this rate, I'll be home for my tea.
I could have used 'Squeezy' and taken a plane,
but between you and me, it's too much of a pain,
a hour at the airport just to wait for my bag?
no, it's straight off the train with my case and I'm glad.
Arrive at the farmhouse, drive into the barn,
a well pleasant trip that has caused me no harm,
Excitement increases, as from car do alight,
Just there in the corner stands 'Kevin' the bike!
You can take your tin coffins, that charge £££'s for baggage,
An amount only accurate since Charles Babbage,
'Sick guy' hogs the toilet whilst you sit in pain,
Naa, you go and fly mate, I'll stick to me train!



[center]
REOC 15084
Tabellarius de verbis. Ostensor gaudium[/center]