Beggars Can't Be Choosers
Beggars can’t be choosers
They don’t talk of freedom
Beggars are intruders
Other folks don’t need them
Beggars always come across
With their foolish pride
Who would feel a genuine loss
If all beggars died?
TV heads would say they lose
Living their hard lives
Problem is they cannot choose
Choices dim their eyes
See them by the churchyard fence
They are skilled to catch your eyes
Asking if I have some cents
Telling the heartbreaking lies
But I look the other way
I shall spoil their company
Playing games the beggars play
They are too elite for me…
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