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POCKET-SIZED LIFE


Heading on out once again
searching for a place to live
recalling the places that I've been
hoping to find someone who'll give
and add a little weight to my pocket
my feelings are behind a paper-thin door
and I can't lock it
what's my life waiting for?!?

Spending the rest of what I've got
on rations that could sadly fit
inside my pocket, but I'm not
about to walk and spit
on those who are better off than I
'cause that does not even the score
I'll continue to try
but what's my life waiting for?!?

Roaming intervals from here and there 
up an' down an' all around
part-time roller coaster scare
I've many worries that'll never sound
my empty pockets are a threat to me
I eat my apples right down to the core
and I'd like to see
what my life is waiting for

Claiming no official gains
I'm riding a lazy, tethered horse
and I'm not holding the reins
someone reached into a hat by force
a force of habit, pulled out a rabbit
then picked my pocket in the pants I wore
Oh, dagnabbit
what's my life waiting for?!?

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