Travel
2nd language English
4th poem
Travel
If any traffic’s near to me,
Down the street I look as well
And listen for a horn or bell.
There’s something coming – wait a bit,
If I run out I may be hit,
But now the road is nice and clear,
No car or motor–bus is near,
I’ll run across the road so wide,
And so get safely to the other side.
- Enid Blyton
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