Street BeatA Poem by LJwritten in 2010, this one rhymes for you
He was a street kid
Lived in the city Looked sorta pretty Twelve years old and on the skid Had an obsession Liked to dance Got cash by chance But never a possession How he made a dime Was dance to the beat Hat off for a treat He needed to dine. ---- She was a street kid Lived in the city Looked sorta pretty Ten years old and on the skid Had no obsession Got cash by chance Never did dance Never had a possession How she made a dime Was smiling so coy Got treated like a toy She needed to dine. ---- One gray day these two met, They caught each other's eye Stopped to breathe, heaved a sigh Wouldn't leave, saw no threat They found and shared lunch The day Larry met Folly Whose real name was Polly, Larry's name was just a hunch They stayed together then, Two little kids living in the city Both lookin' real pretty Her the chick, him the mother hen. ---- Together they made cash to a beat Together they got more than a dime Together gathered trash and got on fine Together grinned over good food to eat Both grew a lot in a year that way Larry danced and Folly held the hat They held each other and all of that, Two little street kids together all day Who together soon left and traveled far away. © 2020 LJAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on August 6, 2020 Last Updated on August 6, 2020 AuthorLJCAAbouti am testing this to see what it's all about now. i used to write here years ago, and enjoyed it very much. i wrote fiction mostly, and many reviews for other writers. i made friends, and hope to agai.. more..Writing
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