Lively Lovely Lackadaisical Light Hearted Day
festival was not complete until the music man arrived
a few minutes later dancing was in full swing
the older ladies sat on a bench commenting
one old timer was tapping his foot incredibly hard
the dogs were jiving and diving
Tijuana in its heyday, enjoying a festival
the foods served were deliciously colorful
we enjoyed ourselves until the sky turned gray
another lively, lovely, lackadaisical light-hearted day
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