The usual crowd sits in two rows:
football, curries and cheap beer
flood with good mood the atmosphere
and help all conversation flows.
A sudden force engulfs the scene
and in seconds every movement stops,
spoons are hanging in mid air,
all the faces turn as one.
People point, comment and stare,
dubious smiles, puzzled glares,
those who are walking move aside
like water splitting for a guide.
Some Doppler-blasted country music
is heralding something unexpected:
between the tables of the bar
slowly advances a TV car!
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