He’s going his way,

And I’m going mine.

“How are ya,” I ask,

And he says, “Fine! I’m well. 

How are you?”

“Good,” I say.

So, he’s well and I’m good.

Is any of this true?

I smile and wave,

And he smiles, too,

And so, so very true,

Then, it must be.

And we continue on our merry ways,

Jay-walking.

-jenn