See Diogenes is in the market
It is busy, crowded
usual Sunday crowd
busy, busy at the market;
some come to buy meat
and some to pick pockets
and some to ogle
see - suddenly Diogenes
jumps into the crowd
and he shouts:
"Men! Men! Quick - quick!
We need some help! "
And 6 men jump forward
to help,6 sturdy men
all strong, eager and ready
and Diogenes spits in their faces
spits as quickly as he can
and swiftly crouches as low as he can:
"I asked for men!
Not scoundrels! "
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