My porch.  My classroom.  Two girls, imitating The Scream, by Edvard Munch.

I guess your boys are no different than my boys.  The boys who carved the pumpkins at the top are loved by their mothers exactly like the gang members who drew my name in street cred. 

Guess we really are all the same…

**From My Little Town, by Simon & Garfunkle.

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