the old bucket by Brittany Lewis

The little boy sit on the same old bucket
He waits and waits
But she never comes
The little boy sits on the bucket and he waits for her to turn the corner
She never comes around
She called and said she’d be there in 20 mins
So he waited on his bucket
She never showed
Finally the sun began to fade in the sky
And here come his daddy
All heart broken he had to break the news to the little boy
She not comin.
So the little boy
Left his bucket right there.
Every weekend he sits on the same old bucket.

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