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The Bum and The Mob Boss

Savaging what he has left after the mafia takes his last bowl of soup his last slice of bread his last cup of coffee the mob boss then gives the bum a cigarette and a light pats him on the shoulder tells him to keep warm its cold out here drives off the mob boss then douubles back around and ask the bum for change for the parking meter the bum reaches in his pocket with worn finger tips torn gloves and give the mob boss his last dime and says take it that's it that's all I have the mob boss scratches his head and says are you sure this is your last dime the bum replies yes I'm sure take it you need it way more than me now stunod stumps I’m your new Boss Bum now do you got any change

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