Pocket

Andy wore a garment made
lovingly by the pigtail lady
who now approaches the park
with a Parker and a sandwich

If he round the village ran
Corstophine can, so did the man
If he ran alone in the dark
Do, do, do, do, do, do, doo, doo



Credits
Writer(s): Ben Jacobs
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