According to my experience, it is not possible to reach the platform of a Metropolitan train without exhibiting one’s ticket
It must have fallen through the hole in my pocket I gave it to my companion, he must have forgot it I slipped it inside the lining of my hat I’ve got it somewhere – quick look, there’s a rat I was absolutely sure it was in my hand I must have dropped it, where did it land? Of course I’ve got one, where did I stick it? One day I’ll get through without a ticket
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2017-03-12 02:57 pm (UTC)It must have fallen through the hole in my pocket
I gave it to my companion, he must have forgot it
I slipped it inside the lining of my hat
I’ve got it somewhere – quick look, there’s a rat
I was absolutely sure it was in my hand
I must have dropped it, where did it land?
Of course I’ve got one, where did I stick it?
One day I’ll get through without a ticket