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The Scrantonian

The Scrantonian

Timothy Underberry

He wakes
Up rested
Skips his
Breakfast

But for
A hot
Cup
Of Joe

Maloney
Field is
Toasting his
Pastime

He instead
Decides
To
Hitch
Hike
Downtown

A pretty
Older sister
Of someone
He knows

Slows
And
Smiles

Sincerely
Hope inside

The
Scrantonian
Holds tall
Wishes

A boy
Or girl
Can
Dream

Or
Even
Lead

Here
There or
Delaware

Bidin’
His
Time

Thankful
For the
Ride

He
Greets
Indifference

By
Making a
Difference

Nostalgia
Used to be
The way
It was

JFK
Had a way
Until
That day

The streets
Begin to fill

Some
Even
Swell

With
Malarkey
And small
Talk aplenty

She drops
Him off on
Spruce
Street

Window
Shopping

Pondering
What’s
In store

For
His
Tomorrows

He takes a
Left on
Wyoming

Moves
Along
To the
Globe Store

Proceeds
With purpose
To the
Charl-Mont

Salivating as
He passes
Showcased
Roast beef

But he goes
With a burger
And French fries

The
Brownie
Al la
Mode

Is
To
Die
For

The
Scrantonian
Knows who
He is

And forever
Treasures
A treasure that
Gives forever

His
Hometown

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