It's nothing really
A burrito buffet
And nights on the town.
It feels like a two block walk
When you're getting around.
An old bell tower that sometime sounds
Salisbury has a district,
It's specifically historic, made of brick
Shootings on the backstreets
A homeless shelter and Food Lion feeds.
Historic homes, statues, and historic ideas
Old ideas are prehistoric, so are the ideals
I hope the newer generations feels
That they will be heard
That when they say the word
Won't be itty
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