Lucy was seven and wore a head of blue barrettes
City born into this world with no knowledge and no regrets
She had a piece of yellow chalk with which she'd draw upon the street
The many faces of the various locals that she would meet
There was Joshua, age ten, bully of the block
Who always took her milk money at the morning bus stop
There was Mrs.
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