No Man's Land
When you enter the town, you take a risk.
Your run had better be both quick and brisk.
The brothers there live to steal and fight.
You do not want to walk the streets at night.
Yes, there is a load of crime and blight there.
You will see it when you come out of Delaware.
If you were detoured off of I-95,
you will be lucky if you get out alive.
Route 13 is also known as Philadelphia Pike.
The scenery is something you will not like.
You may say it is a shame and a pity.
Well, that is what to expect from my city.
Copyright © Robert Pettit | Year Posted 2012
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