The Saints Keep Marching On And On…

From early morning to late in the evening

With church bells clanging and clanging…

With sky rockets blasting and blasting…

With brass bands blaring and blaring…

Everyday in our small Mexican pueblo seems like a perpetual Saints Day

With noisy procession after procession…

Making me pray for a strong street clearing tropical depression.

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