Don't know his name.
Don't know his game.
He has no shame,
But all the same
He's there every day.
He won't go away.
He never will stray;
Living just for today.
You view him with dread
As he begs to be fed;
A quarter for bread;
A buck for a bed.
Calm in repose;
Forgiving of those
Put off by his clothes,
Or the life that he chose.
He's the upbeat
Downtown raggedy man,
Getting along
As best he can.
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Don't know his game.
He has no shame,
But all the same
He's there every day.
He won't go away.
He never will stray;
Living just for today.
You view him with dread
As he begs to be fed;
A quarter for bread;
A buck for a bed.
Calm in repose;
Forgiving of those
Put off by his clothes,
Or the life that he chose.
He's the upbeat
Downtown raggedy man,
Getting along
As best he can.
Lulu Storefront: http://www.lulu.com/dsmartin
Amazon Author's Page: http://www.amazon.com/Dennis-S-Martin/e/B004SXY4LG/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1394055582&sr=1-2-ent
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