Squatting at Seventeen
ms dorothy was squatting at 17
We did not mind
We were doing our own squatting at 19
It was a good day to take up residence
We watched her move in
Glad she had found her own place
The drug dealers might scare her off later
But for right now, on this beautiful day
She had a place
We applauded her for it
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