You walk down the street, and at the edge of the road you see a little old lady
Just standing there, while everyone walks past her.
People after people, a little boy walked by maybe 16 years of age,
as he looked at how ragedy she looked the sun danced away like a ballet dancer.
The boy looked at her for awhile,
then he told her to come with him.
They went to the little cafe at the end of the road,
and he bought her dinner.
Afterwards she hugged him, and whispered,
God bless you son.
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