Waddling towards the crowd
Weaving and ducking to get a good spot
Music from the Inti Raymi Festival starts
As he hops and spins
An army of colours strides through cobblestone streets
A waft of ceviche goes up his nose
He imitates Aya Huma
Waving his flippers
Standing tall and proud
Stomping to the beat
Flippers flapping
Webbed feet tapping