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The bag lady
Her head hung in shame
why is she to blame?
Kids took it all from her
now all she has is this worthless fur
that keeps her warm at night
a space to keep warm is a terrible fight
a small portion of food is all she may get all day
being homeless is a terrible price to pay
with no money in her pockets she has to resort to begging and stealing
some may give but this a world with no feeling
so once again she lies her head on a park bench or hard cement pillow for the night
Why me she asks, am i in this terrible plight.
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