In Main Street USA
I wonder what the mother thought
When her childs' foot was bare
Or did she even notice that
The tiny shoe just was'nt there
It's sad to see a generation
Left alone to learn it all
Babies raising babies now
And always hangin' at the Mall
Copyright © 1998 By Sheila Lynn
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