The locusts come to buy trinkets
And observe tango demos.
A man in a red sweater motions,
His hand is a flag.
You want photo of paid dancers?
You want photo of yourself with paid dancer?
Best price for you, my friend.
We’ll put a fuangi hat on you.
Impress the girls.
You want photo?

Tango tango tango tango tango tango

Are we in the USA looking for cowboys?
Are we in Paris looking for artists wearing berets?
Maybe we’re looking for sumo wrestlers in Tokyo
Or snake charmers in India or bullfighters in Mexico.
Oh, now I remember - we’re in Buenos Aires watching tango dancers.

Tango tango tango tango tango tango

There. Now you don’t need to go there.
I’ve already told you all you need to know.

Michael Philips

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tango-stupido/