It's
   Mary    Important
Winters    I Fit
           In
I am merely a sightseer.
I don't want to make you suspicious.
Once at Old Bailey in London
I was stopped by a cop.
How many times have you heard the excuse
"Officer, I'm only a tourist."

I am traveling for pleasure.
I come from afar to look in your window,
your dinnertime my TV.

I am your witness.
If you are not seen,
you don't exist.

The way you stare at each other.
How you hold your cigarette.
Do you sip a drink or bolt it?

One of you is yelling.
I can read your lips.

I am on vacation.
I want to learn your ways.
Next time, be taken for you.

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