THE YOUNG AND RICH IN OLD GIRL CLOTHES

Before the birds are outside with their squeaking,

I'm on the road for some special antiquing,

I hit all the yard sales,

Buy old cloth by the bales,

To make old dresses, like the posh are seeking.

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THE POOR ON POOR DINE, MY NEIGHBORHOOD IN DECLINE

Things are real fine in my far neighbor's hood,

The people live within fences, and behave really good,

But where I work, live and stay,

We got the low, low, low pay,

So people have perm borrowed things, when they could.