“Scarecrow,
Scarecrow.
How did you get your pants so red?
How did you get
those pants so red?”
Kids would sing those words to a song in the bus
on the way to school.
He showed up the day after the big flood.
His home became the yellow wooden bench
just outside the train station doors.
That's where he stayed.
Until Ray,
the train station clerk,
called the Sheriff.
“The guy is creepy, Sheriff.”
“He sits and stares straight ahead
twenty four hours a day,
with a wild-eyed grin on his face.”
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