Sitting on a shady bench,
I watch the people pass -
Every shape and color,
Strolling sweatily en masse.
Shirtless daddies, many fat,
With bellies hanging out,
Arms and legs and backs tattooed
(And other parts, no doubt).
Moms deciding where to go,
Cajoling tots in line;
Babies, toddlers, school-age kids
In every stage of whine.
Heat pours down and patience frays.
Wait! Here's a parade.
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