Places in Toronto
If I were
If ever
To choose life
When and where
Possibly would be,
Some
Lovely ones
Ugly ones
And if so
McDonalds on Queen would be a single hell
A no, no, not ever.
No, never!
Over there, east corner
The buyers, customers
Are very strange
Most of them crazy and ugly and obese
Many times are drunk, impolite.
Why is so?
Location?
Area?
Sounds funny
Funnier with church-bell of Sunday
Together, united stature of the hell.
Don't want it…please help.
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