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When i walked down Gallup.

When I walked down Gallup.

by: Tyson  McDonald

 

 

I walked down the road in Gallup,

And it has so many cars going up the road.

People and children are outside their front porch.

 

Children playing outside,

And riding bikes,

People who are wanna bezz are walking down the street.

It smells like bar- beq ribs,

Perfume and like fart.

 

It sounds like kids screaming,

Dogs barking, cars driving,

and trains on the railroad.

 

It taste like hamburgers, French fries,

And hotdogs.

It feels like dirt rubbing on you,

And to many bumps on the ground.

 

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