Pandas on the Eastside

Pandas on the Eastside — page 1
One Journey Wind Song My neighborhood the Eastside is about the unlike liest place on earth you would ever think to see a panda But life is full of surprises Some people call the Eastside a slum That’s because they are describing buildings and roads instead of people To them people on the Eastside probably look poor sad uneducated sick and worthless But I don’t care what they think To me the people around here are friends Kellie Rae on the corner who Mom tells me to ignore She gives me dimes to buy Popsicles Those guys who sell stuff I’m not allowed to even see much less think about buying They call me Singalong let me take their pop bottles back and get snippy when their 1