To a Young Tribal Lady Seen From the Bus

O why do you walk through the green fields,
Are you looking for something special?
O young tribal lady don't you need any windshields?
Why do you walk through the green fields,
Is it for the purposes of agricultural yields?
Why are you shivering?
O why do you walk through the green fields,
Are you looking for something special?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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