The Chinese girl is walking quickly
One hand in a pocket
One arm swinging
Under a crystal cold blue sky
She knows where she is going
She’s walking quickly
But in her heart
Something is happening
In her childlike eyes there’s sadness
Her legs are dressed in slacks
She wears a quilted jacket
She looks neat and clean
She takes the left fork around the block
And I carry on my way
But at the end of the road I see her again
Walking towards The Lion
One arm swinging
One hand in her pocket
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is The Lion the bar near the Tower of London?
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Hello AuAu, its a very old poem and I don’t remember, but, probably it was a pub in Limehouse where I live.
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I just checked it in the map, I dont really know the place 😛
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It used to be Londons Chinatown, the old dockland area, with pubs on every corner where the dockers used to go.
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