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Piggy Bank RideDanny's father saved his welfare checksin the beer gut bulging 'neath his shirtand Danny's mama blew the bills in her shoe boxspringing his father from the county jailbut Danny had a plastic pig in his roomwhere he saved coins from collecting cansone day he dumped that change on his cotand bought a rusty Schwinn at a rummage saleafter school he'd hop on that old bikeno one noticed he'd stay gone into the nighton a piggy bank ridehe bought with money he earnedhow he wanted to escape and hideit's a wonder he ever returnedfrom those piggy bank rideswhen Danny's father busted up a barroomtwo hunnerd bail couldn't bust him outthen strange men started knockin' lateDanny heard 'em with his mom through the wallso he started doing chores for old folksraking leaves, mowing lawns and sweeping walkshe'd ride home after dark and lock his doorcount his fives and tens and save it alland when Danny turned sixteen years oldhe put a sign on that Schwinn and soldthe piggy bank ridehe bought with money he earnedhow he wanted to escape and hideit's a wonder he ever returnedfrom those piggy bank rideshe took a hammer to that toy piggrabbed the bills with one last look aroundbought a used Ford from a friendly faceand blew on outta townin a piggy bank ridehe bought with money he earnedhow he wanted to escape and hideit's no wonder he never returnedfrom that piggy bank ride(c)2004 Robert George