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Sep 2014
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Little red wagon

He pulls his little red wagon thru the neighborhood

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See !

                                There he is now !



Years

Years come and go

Many are the faces of death

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Look !

A police man !

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Little red wagon

There is no little boy

No more

Pulling a little red wagon thru the neighborhood

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Thru the poisoned air of the dying city

No

There is no little red wagon there no more
Written by
jeffrey robin
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   Shaded Lamp
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