Eleven thirty Saturday morning
Mom bought the supplies
Dad carried out the table
Standing on this corner
A quarter a cup, a smile
Please it goes towards my dog
He's a cute puppy
I've waited six whole years
A quarter a cup, a smile.
Two thirty Saturday afternoon
Racing around the corner
A carefree world
Laughter and barking dogs
Romping around the park
Ripped jeans and skinned knees
A carefree world
Laughing tears and barking dogs.
Six thirty Saturday evening
Half dressed on the corner
Fifty dollars an hour
Buys the pills to forget the shame
Pick me up here tonight
You bought my dog
Why not my body
Fifty dollars an hour
Buys the pills to forget the shame.
Eleven thirty Saturday night
Shaking cold and alone
Starving on some distant corner
Leave me be
Death is near
Twenty three years is all it took
To kick shut the door
Leave me be
Death is near.
Twelve thirty Sunday morning
Flashing lights and screams
A crowd forms at Hope and High
The bible must have lied
God's not resting on this seventh day
Shining innocence ripped jeans
A pathetic crack whore
Restored
The bible must have lied
God's not resting on this seventh day.
Author notes
option 2 the title "lemonade stands and skinned knees" was the inspiration. enjoy?
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soo whos voice are you.
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I really like this!
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this is.... just leaving me speechless you are.... just leaving me speechless you captured so much of our world in this piece that is happy and sad all at the same time and i love how you put times at the beginning of each stanza wonderful idea and how lucky are we that God doesn't really stop on the seventh day! AS USUAL I HOPE YOU WIN!!
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ummm... it was interesting, I love how u transitioned from a little kid having a great time to hooker on the street. In the beginning I was all happy about the puppy (I just got a basset hound) then I was kinda sad and depressed about the hole crack whore thing. Good write though.
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yea i have a puppy myself i just wanted to take a shot at exploring all the way through with the idea of growing up "on the corner". its also to show how even with good parents who are there and a strong childhood people often make wrong turns that leave them in bad places where it comes down to will and faith to overcome...
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