Out of Place
En route to dinner in Toronto,
We were slightly shocked
To realize that our street
Was very slowly being blocked.
A film crew started setting up
As we sat down to eat
And that was when we noticed
New York taxis on the street!
I asked what they were filming.
"Suits," he answered in reply.
I've never seen the show
But when it's on next time, I'll try.
We ate our meal while gazing at
A phony New York mile.
Tomorrow, when we're back at home,
We'll think of it and smile.
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