Drainage baby,
gutter child,
broken safety
living in exile
drainage baby,
cemetery child
living in denial.
Broken pawsteps
walking the last mile
to reach the dreams
of a gutter child.
Drainage baby,
the raindrops fall
here's the thunder
spin a web
like a spider
the leaves fall in
it gets lighter
move your home
into a gutter.
drainage baby
keep warm this winter
Little mittens
in the cold
frozen fingers
=[it's not so cold=]
here's your daddy
he's a snowman
hug him and you'll be frozen
here's your gingerbread mother,
here's your home in a gutter
see, you were meant to be a writer
drainage baby,
gutter child.
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