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Sidewalks of Denver
by Terry Brinkman
Rain dripping on my face woke me from my sleep
Under the stars on a Denver sidewalk
Drying with her Irish face cloth, I spy a Rainbow
The sun flung Rainbow so close I can walk to the end
That’s pushing against the Honey Bucket Outhouse
As I get there, the Ghost Woman- Molly Brown
Wearing only a Brown Derby carrying a Pot of Gold
Throws open the outhouse door knocking me to my ass
She drops a Gold Nugget flying off towards the Brown Derby Hotel
Another man might be afraid another man might be shocked
They aren’t sleeping on a Denver sidewalk
I pick it up and put it in my trouser pocket
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