Encierro

All of the glass and porcelain doll
All the antiques in the old shops
You can look but don’t touch
They’ll be yours if the drop
All of the young tourists
In the sunshine and sunglasses
A scarf of red hanging on
Down the cobblestones through the old part of town
The running of the bull
Everything here is free
The celebration, the protesting
It’s all entertainment to me
Wave the daily news at the bulls and the nudes
The running of the bull
The passing of the generations
May we all be blessed, may we all do our best