I walk through the cold streets of Brooklyn
I walk through the cold streets of Brooklyn On a misty day A car flies by me The exhaust Mixing with the Fog. I inhale the gaseous Mixture. The mist has already Saturated my Heart.
Chocolate
Has an
Optimistic feeling. It
Can change your mood
Or feeling so you feel
Light as a feather
And spin and
Turn and
Eat.
Bang, crash, beep, honk! Bang, crash, beep, honk! The noisy cars go by, The jack-hammers bang, The people are yelling, Buildings are being made. Bang, crash, beep, honk! Bang, crash, beep, honk!
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