Please Mister
A beggar plied his old worn hat
Propped between his grimy feet
He begged pennies as he sat
On the sidewalk of a city street
Please mister give me a dime
It’s been days since I ate
I get weaker all the time
The reaper stands in wait
Those of habit stepped aside
Avoiding his pleading stare
Begging pennies as he tried
To get someone to care
The beggar begged all the day
People all turned their head
His empty hat stayed that way
And now the beggar is dead
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