Scenes of Life
I sit at my bay window,
I see the clean laundry,
A bird just demanded a rewash on a shirt,
Three men run as a car alarm goes off,
Sad victim, he just lost his stereo,
The fruit market opens, todays special, bruised apples,
Well time to go to my job at the 11th precinct.
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