The cobblestone street

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I walk along the cobblestone street

Expecting the plain old sight

Stray dogs limp by, desparate for meat

Moths swarm streetlamps, eager for light

The old bald baker by his door

Carrying a large tip jar

Grumpy janitor, mopping floor

Saving up to buy a car

A tall old stranger, new to town

Buying tickets to lottery

A sweet old lady hangs around

With hopes to sell her pottery

A little girl with blonde pigtails

Offering fresh lemonade

Wishing with all her cries and wails

That her family could pay the rent

Everyone has their needs and wants

And mine is you




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