Travelling on the thumb (Ivan Donn Carswell Poem)
Travelling on the thumb, it wasn't hard to do, you took the rides that you could get with no regrets ...
Travelling on the thumb, it wasn't hard to do, you took the rides that you could get with no regrets ...
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