"my city" by kevin mcentire
the people come outside
when they hear rock from a ride
they droop and lean to the side
and give ice cream to the flys
side walks looking nice
seams straight looking tight
yards thick to hide mice
we give them suacy pizza slice
i dump popcorn from my pocket
wishes from my locket
when i load stars to my rocket
my eyes pop from the socket
get a lawyer from the district
take me to court for my wishes
he loads it to a floppy diskes
and the judge case dismisses
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