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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I yelled and flung the empty whiskey bottle through the air The marching high school band is getting closer Children running, playing with the pygmy bear The carny selling snake oil, argues with the grocer Soldiers marching past the fountain try hard to hide their stares as ladies of the night walk by and boldly strut their wares The preacher turns the other cheek, and quickly looks away As mothers hide their children’s eyes, on such a dreadful day The hunchback and the midget playing baseball on the grass run off the growling rabid dog that almost bit their ass The fishermen pull up their anchors in the dark and tranquil bay and sail off to their secret place, where mermaids swim and play The doctors and the lawyers and their limo drivers too lay drunk across their tables in the dimly lit saloon The one eyed hooker sings aloud her favorite Country tune As the village idiot runs in circles, howling at the moon And me I’m just here sitting, watching from the bleachers As children on their outing, yell profanities at their teachers The firemen turn their hoses on the salesmen trying to sell Direct TV subscriptions, as the crowds yell “go to hell”. City lights come alive, the cats desert the streets The silence of the falling leaves, are gathering at my feet As I walk past the working men, erecting circus tents To bring tomorrow’s curious here, to offer new events
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