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A beggar sits, hugs the shadows, barely sees
   Crowded downtown, busy shoppers stream by
Ill-clothed, nearly deaf, double amputee
   He's just hoping you'll be friendly, say 'Hi'

In his can, a couple coins, not enough to feed him
   You think of adding a dollar or two
Better not, times are tough, pickings slim
   Who knows? You boss may just terminate you

So you pass him, but he greets you and your heart stops
   Says, "Why, Johnny Olsen, how do you do?"
You move faster, far away now, by a sweet-shop
   Your breathing's uneven, you feel quite blue

You buy him coffee and a sweet roll and a cupcake
   He remembered you, and it makes your heart ache
When you bring him the treats and the coffee
   You say, "Michael Davies, thanks for noticing me..."

Merry Christmas to all beggars and their patrons
   May they revel in each other's company
May the blessing of their friendship be Heaven-run
   May they reap ample bounty for all Eternity

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