In the market hawkers’ stalls
Weekend business brings joy
The sound of money
Doing brisk business
The big crowds gathering
Ordering own likes
Singles, couples and families
Standing around patiently waiting
The stray dogs and cats
Dirty floor tiles cleanliness a let down
Yet people come to fill their stomachs
For the food and drinks
The lizards too hanging on the walls
Looking out for insects to lick as food
Plenty to find on the walls
With lights insects flying in
The lizards dance with it
One over-active lizard falls
12 feet down on a warm bowl of drink
Hit the sack jumping out quickly
It seems injury free
Nobody notices
Eyes on the food and drinks
The stray dogs and cats sniffing food
On the dirty tiles scooping it up
Life for them is just to survive
With crumbs as least they fill in
So you see
The good food and drinks
Cheaply sold easy on the pockets
Turn blind eyes on the dirty tiles
Forget about the strays
It is part of the living
The scenes of life
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