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Lancaster Homeless Shelter-Closed
My duty
for my country
for love of
freedom (let it ring)
the right thing
for the glory (let it sing)
"I can't believe you did that ,Sarge,
you saved my ass. You could've died".
"You would've done the same for me, son.
we're Americans, it's what we do".
Oh, Lawdy throw dem folks a bone
herds dem in 'neath a roof a tin
yessir, let dem chilrun in
we gots heart and it's open wide
dis old drafty warehouse, shuffle inside
ole Jack Frost can be a nasty ole cuss
come one, come all in us you can trust
we gots heart, we givin' shelter ..
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Did you hear the news, I do declare
prosperity knocked and we were there
that dank old warehouse is off the books
they'll soon be making button hooks
they paid a pretty penny in sweet cash
and brightened up our stark cache
what a boon to this here town
we can close the shelter down!
I see Old Glory waving proud
and the grand parade
strutting
and posturing
to the bowing throng
I drop to my knees in my alley home
and pray:
"Lord, that flag would sure make
a good blanket
to cover this old Vet and shelter me
from the cold".
"We got a popsicle here, Johnson".
"Let the rookie handle it, he's gotta get used to it".
"Hell, Knudsen, he just laid there and froze to death, damn".
"Just write it up, another John Doe, poor bastard.
They keep dyin' and we are left to clean them up".
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