A big family of foreigners came on the max at Pioneers square, it felt like the first day of school all of a sudden, see those folks were dressed right out of a catalog.
It was impressive to see so much clothing that to the eye seemed empty of any wear or tear all, I don't know why anyone would want to look like that, then again, I am a fan of decay.
They began chattering in a language I just couldn't place where the hell are they from?
Sure couldn't write what they were sayin'
One of them, a 45 pound fella stooped over and said something cheeky to a small woman who looked a lot like him and she hauled off and punched him in the spleen knocking him down on the bus bench, some things are in all languages
The family laughed a lot together and the parents tipped a home bum who was busking (well) in front of Petersons.
If we were in a place to know eachother I'm sure we would be fast friends in any language.
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