Submitted by
sally_cinnamon on Aug 25, 2008 12:37pm.
Walking barefoot, through the town centre,
it's 5 in the morning,
the milkman's waking up.
On our way home he passes us,
he doesn't smile, or greet us, I think it's because-
He's been getting kind of lonely,
(he's got things on his mind).
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