Sun shines high in the sky,
the water gleams and shines.
The hustle and bustle past the window,
and adds to the sparkle of the town.
The light turn green, people cross the road.
Wait at the bus stop with a frown.
The cars whir past down the street,
and out of the town.
The movement goes on by.
The crows walk along.
As the chips are being ate,
the seagulls cry their song!
Along the road is the river.
The cold wind makes you shiver!
The traffic glides on past,
while the boat lower their masts!
The bridge is busy in town.
The road winds on down.
People eating ice cream.
people on boats, working as a team!
There is not a care in the world!
For the sun is out.
What is the fun in that?
We are just milling about!
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