A smile on legs.
A smile on legs is sashaying down the narrow sidewalk, guiding two befuddled Caucasians wearing the word “gringo” like a badge of honor.
“Coffee? Yes come here. You don’t want anything else? ”
He’s leading em on a merry chase, he is
Down, down, down
The corner of Columbus and Broadway boulevard.
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I would like to translate this poem