A poem written in the rubaiyat form.It is about the boatsmen of Egypt.
Port Said bustling with activity
Sounds of the cheerful,whistling bambouti
Singing Egyptian folklore tales
Little bum-boats adding to the scenic beauty.
Haggling with tourists on the ships that dock
Against gigantic hulls,the bum-boats flock
Selling Khan El-Khalili products
Trivia of an ancient historic epoch.
In a hale and hearty voice,the bambouti shouts
20 pounds for genuine pashmima,have no doubts
Wooden statues of King Tutenkhamun,little pyramids
Delivery,payment by rope,the bambouti tows.
The bum-boatsman’s days are numbered
Let the bambouti be remembered
As the exotic smell of burning incense
Wafts down the quay,he’s happy with little earned.
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