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Lunch on Third Avenue
Had lunch with a friend
And we sat in the shade
In a sidewalk arrangement
The restaurant made.
I live on the east side
And she on the west.
We meet to catch up
At each other’s request.
The corner was busy
And traffic zipped by.
With sirens and buses,
I’m not gonna lie,
The noisiness level
Was blaring and loud,
Plus bulldozers rolled
As pedestrians cowed.
Construction just added
More rat-a-tat-tats,
With shouts from the workers
In safety-type hats.
My friend and I chatted,
Our voices both raised,
Delighted to be there,
New Yorkers unfazed.
Copyright ©
Ilene Bauer
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