Blue Rubber Boots
When the man
In the blue rubber boots
And the green ratty coat
And the scar on his face
Comes down the sidewalk
Birds scatter
Kids squeal and run
Adults frown
Dogs whimper
And the man
In the blue rubber boots
And the green ratty coat
And the scar on his face
With the knife in his pocket
Smiles.
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