i think Motorways are a pain
every road looks just the same,
The only thing you get there fast,
but the journey's made to last,
Now I would rather be on a road that's for me
where i go slow and watch and see,
The trees, the meadows, and the sea,
people shopping for there tea.
You can stop at an inn and enjoy,
a meal, or take a walk down the street,
or chat with people that you meet.
yes motorways are not for me,
even thought there fast,
I enjoy the A roads,
Even thought I am last.
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oh yes winifred motor ways they are not nice for sightseeing prefer the smaller roads liked this