you knew you'd fit right in with the whole Cajun idea
of laissez-ing les bon temps roulez
what's not to love about dancing all day or night
and utilizing a little alcohol for its highest purpose
of loosening people up so as to connect and laugh
and to normalize the idea of older women pulling shy guys
who haven't even had their first beer yet
onto the dance floor
add in a nice park alongside the San Diego Bay
a bunch of great live Cajun and Zydeco bands on five stages
a gorgeous and pleasantly diverse urban population
a few participatory events like dance classes and a music jam
and stir
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the vendors get to do their thing
security folks get paid
food booths make bucks selling sausages and crawfish
and whatever-with-red-sauce
folks set up circles of folding chairs to party
or just find a nice spot to cuddle on the grass
while fiddlers meet and mingle
exchange cards with locals
and fawn over Louisiana greats
can you say Bruce Daigrepont?
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just as you think it's getting a bit crowded
things start to thin out just enough
just as you think the sun's getting kinda hot
a sumptuous cool breeze rolls in off the bay
and some seven hours later
walking back to your car
watching seagulls and small boats in the setting sunlight
wonder how am i so lucky
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