Crosstown Boulevard

The crosstown boulevard
Separated the yards
The people on the sidewalk
Stopped to talk
The pharmacist said
He’d rather be dead
He voted Republican
He said his prayers
But the world ended
The policeman said
He voted Democrat
His mum was ill
She couldn’t buy her pill
An ambulance tore by
Down the crosstown boulevard
Sirens blazing
It was too late
It must have been fate
The mailman checked the box
With crossed fingers
Hoped all would be well
As the first snows fell


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