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I Wandered Lonely As a Puppet Thru Reno
"I wandered lonely as a cloud" William Wordsworth. I wandered lonely as a puppet thru Reno Like a weathered kite without it's tail My feet take in a casino As I followed that beaten trail O'er the sea of green I splash With a wrinkled dollar in cash I find a table and take in a chair With my three back packs at my side Happy I am amongst the stare Eventhough my lot in life's a low tide Three patrons pinched their noses If only they knew how it goes The dark side of living on the street A constant bobbing thru skid row Where every pocket filled with defeat Twenty four seven, I have nowhere to go Save for a treasure in the thrash I find a half eaten burrito to add to my stash To the other street rats I fear They'll steal my sandal Take my cardboard box and gear And part with my coins from a panhandle I'm used to being knocked to the ground But I can only whimper and not make a sound As I snap out of my nightmare The dealer ask if my money play I look down at my bet and say a prayer Lord, I urge, let this be the day Let the daffodils spread and spread The ball lands on black and I'm seeing red 9/20/2022 I Wandered Lonely As --- Challenge Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Natasha L Scragg 7th place
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