It never rains in manhattan
It never rains in
Manhattan
During the
Spring
Yes I can do without the
Rain
I must say that I am
Enjoying the Good weather
That we are having every day
In Manhattan
The Central Park
Brings back to me
Good memories of child hood
That now is gone forever
Out of my mind
I am no longer a child
Anymore
I am an adult now
I live across from the
Central Park
In my small apartment
It is like a shoe box
24 hours a day I hear
The noise of traffic
I must say that I never
Got used to that
I can't stand that
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