DOGS GOTTA EAT;
CATS GOTTA PLAY
CATS GOTTA PLAY
I saw the Tin-Man in the parking lot;
he was asking directions to some
other place I was not familiar with.
As simple as all that, I just said nope.
Like the Salvation Army lady too, over
at the corner, by the doorway wreathed
in red, you take what you get and walk
on with hope. Ringing them bells again.
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It's the regular Rangers you need watch
out for; no the fill-in guys. They come
with their arms and guns, watching out
from the corners of all their eyes. 'Don't
come here again, Ok?'
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