on saturdy i ast miz bd whuther she mite be reddy to git out fer a stroll on a counta she had bin laid up with a fever fer a few daze, same as i had bin a lil earlier. i had sum errands to run over in man hattan, witch turnt out twuz jes whut she wonted to do since she had sum errands of her own to take keer of.
i brung along the camra lack i generly do n it turnt out to be a lucky thang i dun it on a counta we turnt onto 8th street down in the village sos we could find a place to eat when lo n behold thar cum the furst part of a parade rite at us.
twuz the secunt annual
new york dance parade. i tuck a slew of pitchers, witch i figgerd ye mite lack to see a few of em ...
this here dancer wuz part of a troupe that i dint git the name of ... but they wuz dressed up real purty ...
folks of all ages gut into the ack, witch these folks wudnt part of no troupe but jes couldnt reesist the beat, witch look at the lady in the red hat n purpull dress ...
this cuple wuz dancin side by side rite in frunt of me ...
this purty gurl had a holt of her skirt to whar it seemed almos lack she had wings ...
twuz a verr warm day, but the troop of albanians dint keer on a counta thar costumes looked lack they wood make a bidy hot ...
thay wuz a troop of korean dancers, witch they had sum of the purtiest costumes of em all ...
ye kin see how much fun dancin kin be, witch thay wuz a more yunguns dancin than ye could shake a stick at ...
one of the best thangs bout takin pitchers at a parade is how folks will cum to mug fer the camra, witch heres a pitcher of a purty gurl who dun jes that ...
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