Maybe it's better she never knows
How far the world really goes...
Maybe it's better she only sees old...
for her belongings to her are purely gold.
Maybe it's better she's never seen Parents who work...
they wait for the check unlike a crook.
Her parents are home, they're drunk, they never cook.
Maybe it's better there's free meals in school,since now she can read.
Maybe it's better her parents can't read...
She can a little, not enough to be freed.
Her clothes are tattered, rarely clean,
...doesn't matter
The colors are pretty pink, blue, purple, ..drabble.
Maybe it's better her hair is all knotted ... layers of hairspray to keep lice out ... undoubted
More kids means more money.
Don't worry honey. Brothers and sisters are built in friends
Maybe it's better they love to the ends
Holidays are grand, people give this is
normal.
Mom and Dad are always cordial.
Thanksgiving turkey...
Christmas rum balls, cheap toys make everyone perky.
Maybe it's better she never knows how far the world really goes.
Parents, kids, cats, dogs, mice, sleep on the floor,
surrounded by trash, chip bags, beer bottles galore.
Maybe it's better she never knows how far the
world really goes.
Life in this podunk town makes fewer foes.
The neighbors' life story is simply the same,
as the little girl next door who isn't yet the one
to blame.
So to those who know how far the world goes
who never would wear tattered clothes,
Think of the children who will be lost forever
in filth, poor education, poverty, however....
If those who know how far the world goes would take a few minutes to reach out and care
Perhaps a little girl may someday dare
to reach beyond her podunk town
to find a world so sweet and sound
To learn that going to school was more than free lunches...
That book or two and that teacher who taught,
Gave her a ticket to see past her zone...
She saw the world...
She came back to help her own.
How far the world really goes...
Maybe it's better she only sees old...
for her belongings to her are purely gold.
Maybe it's better she's never seen Parents who work...
they wait for the check unlike a crook.
Her parents are home, they're drunk, they never cook.
Maybe it's better there's free meals in school,since now she can read.
Maybe it's better her parents can't read...
She can a little, not enough to be freed.
Her clothes are tattered, rarely clean,
...doesn't matter
The colors are pretty pink, blue, purple, ..drabble.
Maybe it's better her hair is all knotted ... layers of hairspray to keep lice out ... undoubted
More kids means more money.
Don't worry honey. Brothers and sisters are built in friends
Maybe it's better they love to the ends
Holidays are grand, people give this is
normal.
Mom and Dad are always cordial.
Thanksgiving turkey...
Christmas rum balls, cheap toys make everyone perky.
Maybe it's better she never knows how far the world really goes.
Parents, kids, cats, dogs, mice, sleep on the floor,
surrounded by trash, chip bags, beer bottles galore.
Maybe it's better she never knows how far the
world really goes.
Life in this podunk town makes fewer foes.
The neighbors' life story is simply the same,
as the little girl next door who isn't yet the one
to blame.
So to those who know how far the world goes
who never would wear tattered clothes,
Think of the children who will be lost forever
in filth, poor education, poverty, however....
If those who know how far the world goes would take a few minutes to reach out and care
Perhaps a little girl may someday dare
to reach beyond her podunk town
to find a world so sweet and sound
To learn that going to school was more than free lunches...
That book or two and that teacher who taught,
Gave her a ticket to see past her zone...
She saw the world...
She came back to help her own.
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