On The Corner

If you go down to the corner
of Kings and Queens
you'll find the classiest shops
and countless boutiques
selling priceless antiques
But somewhere amongst
the glitter and fashion
you'll find a red-capped wanderer
that loves laughing at the rain

If you go down to the corner
of Kings and Queens
you'll find department stores
and the endless wails
behind the going-out-of-business sales
But somewhere amongst
all of the fear and the change
you'll find a red-capped wanderer
who loves laughing at the rain

Now if you go down to the corner
of Kings and Queens
you'll find buildings for sale
and the women so destitute
that they've become prostitutes
But somewhere among
all of the sex and the violence
You'll find a red-capped wandered
who still loves laughing at the rain

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One Response to On The Corner

  1. Xoie says:

    The flow is nice I liked this,but I thought it ended to soon I wanted to read more

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