Am d Hawker

Am d Hawker
Who sales imagination
With little charge
Which can make u
Hot or cool
Or morn
Whatever
U will get good stuff
Nd u ill be glad
But i don’t have big showroom
Of rosy staff
So i canvas
Alone on r road
D crowd don’t notice
Nd go to big shop
Am hawing still
On road side
Am making
All picture postcard
Am writing me
Am writing u
Am selling me
Never ever u...