While most of the smoking people are walking the dogs,
Which creates smoke, they claim they don’t take the blame.
They say it is an environmentally friendly fog.
At least dogs walking people having friendly talk.
What can I see people around the Ramblers enjoy life better than me
Who like walking and talking with all kind of dogs, viva-viva.
They are young and old some are crafty looking.
Most seem to be much less than middle class talking
And rolling hashish, smoking people may belong to fiddling class.
Yet cannot take their beloved dogs for travel on the Barcelona bus.
Those people are not posh-tosh all or up to date divas.
Plus scruffy looking, smoky young back packers,
Who claim that they will become future humane workers.
Who are chatting nicely even with me,
Anyway while there is cheap grass, who need my therapy.
Including dogs and me in back-street coffee; everybody’s happy.
Some are claiming their roll-up cigarettes are environmentally healthy.
While they are working for brotherhood of man, no point in being wealthy.
A poet’s job is in between human and animals with writing.
I may not agree with everything but I am not start to fighting
But definitely man’s best friend is in need of loving.
If you think that you are not useful for up and coming society,
There is no gift, no lift, even if you are not guilty.