by Author Name Withheld 131

Created on: October 17, 2009

On Broad Street the girls walk by
Pretty, in blue dresses
With lights flashing: Go Now You.
Pretty-saunter high heels thin-strapped
And the cop says,
What are you doing?

Turn it up then, back of my pocket
A ticket in hand for the show.
October has a way of turning your head
Kicking you in the teeth.

You pick yourself up from the asphalt
And a girl is standing there
She's in love with you,

A song plays soft and spring-time messy sweet.
You walk home drunk in the rain
Wondering if you'll see her again.

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