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Crowded Streets
Walking on the crowded
streets is a fine art
And to be successful in it
one has to be smart
One hand always around the
wallet or the purse
The other hand ready to push
through the crush
Avoid direct eye contact with
any and all fellow walkers
But be vigilant and keep an
open eye for the stalkers
On the daily route one can
afford to relax a bit
But in an unfamiliar city one
must not loose the wit
streets is a fine art
And to be successful in it
one has to be smart
One hand always around the
wallet or the purse
The other hand ready to push
through the crush
Avoid direct eye contact with
any and all fellow walkers
But be vigilant and keep an
open eye for the stalkers
On the daily route one can
afford to relax a bit
But in an unfamiliar city one
must not loose the wit
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Crowded Streets
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