Traffic lights
In a ride, short or long
The best is, its red light
Music playing; almost loud
And people keeping walk
All genders and races
Old and young
Thin as if a twig
Wine’s barrel
Slowly, or in rush
Amusing are the sights.
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I would like to translate this poem
Music with traffic light cherishes life in cheerfulness. Wonderful drafting.10