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Strut, with swollen feet Walking on America Street Sirens Blue, Red Red and Blue Held at gunpoint Please, don’t make any quick movements Wince, I looked away. Old friend Why didn’t- No why didn’t you stay I thought you married her, her blond hair, and soft eyes Why didn’t she stay Red curly afro hair, She is not your age Why didn’t you give me the time of day? Oh well, Walking on America Street
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Mar 26, 2022
Mar 26, 2022 at 11:51 AM UTC
Strut
Strut, with swollen feet Walking on America Street Sirens Blue, Red Red and Blue Held at gunpoint Please, don’t make any quick movements Wince, I looked away. Old friend Why didn’t- No why didn’t you stay I thought you married her, her blond hair, and soft eyes Why didn’t she stay Red curly afro hair, She is not your age Why didn’t you give me the time of day? Oh well, Walking on America Street
Dream poem.
elouise
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Mar 26, 2022
Mar 26, 2022 at 11:51 AM UTC
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