In front of Starbuck’s, on a bench,
Four Amish
people sat,
The woman
with a bonnet
And each man
in a straw hat.
It’s not a
sight you often see
On a local
uptown street,
But in New
York, you never know
What people
you might meet.
That’s why I
cherish living here,
For city folk
embrace
All types of
visitors who come
From every
kind of place.
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