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A Careful Style of Begging

Some days we go there to beg: Ten kilometers for each leg. We aren’t greedy as we beg: Never asked Givers for egg! This week we’ll be there to beg, Our backs to their palm wine keg: A chance to drink spare not dreg; It makes one laugh at us: Greg! Our smartest beggar: Mark Clegg: For now to it does hopes peg; Whatever he gets he holds: The costly with left palm folds… He knows, though, he’s getting old And says “I need not be told.”

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