The Road Back Home
If the road back home runs through a man’s heart
why does he ever leave in the first place
O, I suppose flashing neon lights and fancy eateries
beckon and lure would-be sophisticates
‘Til they find that one meal at home is worth
more than all that expensive, unnourishing ‘cuisine’
Not to mention hot cars and flashy clothes
sinking their tenterhooks into station wagons and overall jeans ...
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