Once in Williamsburg,
There were horses and wagons.
One of them is Drummer
With Willie Flittman chasing after him.
There was the El train
that goes from Brooklyn to Manhattan,
The trainthat goes from the peaceful borough
to the big city.
There were people that
pinch women until they are black amd blue.
Some people look back hoping to be pinched,
While other poke the pincher with a pin.
Now cars and trucks roam the streets
Such as a Pepsi truck to deliver stuff.
And there is no delivery guy
chasing after the truck.
There is also the subway
and the train
That connects different boroughs
And cities in the U.S.
I see the subway speeding on its track,
going conching, conching.
One second you see it
and the other you wonder where it zoomed off.
And this is Williamsburg,
And still old.