Green Dot, corner by corner,
Red stop, time after time;
Yellow, slow down, toot, toot!
Auto’s back and forth, street after street.
Curbs, corners, walls of concrete,
Fences, posts, drains and light poles;
Markets, malls and dozens of shops,
Gas places, corner cafes’ and car lots’;
Pick one, slow down and turn in.
Inside people doing their job, smilingly;
Business minded, merchandise displays,
Happily selling, selling,
Will you buy it for a dollar, say?
Follow your feet from place to place,
In car, out car, driving straight;
Oops, pass this way again, with messed up plans,
One way streets, did you turn right?
Are people smiling or frowning, in your face?
In door, lock and stay, off shoes,
Empty bags, up groceries, down chair,
what a day! But that’s where I live,
In a great big city!
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