It doesn’t look like Thomas the Tank Engine Aunty Sarah,(for the oldies out there: “Ivor the Engine). xxx 
So how do I drive this thing, watch me mummy. xxx 
“This is the night-mail crossing the border bringing the cheques and the postal order…”, toot toot.
…3, 2, 1 coming ready or not.
Found you, Daddy your rubbish at hide n’ seek. xxx
“Tickets please” …oops!
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