Out in the alley
behind the bins
lie reams and reams
of child skins
they didn't sell
began to smell
now naked creatures
have come searching
scratching fumbling
tripping lurching
disrupting the streets
making a din
Only wanting to fit in
behind the bins
lie reams and reams
of child skins
they didn't sell
began to smell
now naked creatures
have come searching
scratching fumbling
tripping lurching
disrupting the streets
making a din
Only wanting to fit in
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