Julie Draper Poet Rhyme

The Last Organ Grinder

I'm the last organ grinder 
And how my arm aches 
My back is broken 
My legs have the shakes

I'm the last organ grinder 
Desparately needing to eat 
Playing for pennies 
Out here in the streets 

I'm the last organ grinder 
Weary and old 
In threadbare clothing 
Wet and cold 

I'm the last organ grinder 
I used to beguile 
Now I'm ignored 
Gone out of style 

I'm the very last organ grinder 
So with one final surge 
I'll play for you.... 
A funeral dirge

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Silent One November 22, 2023 at 12:00 PM A true reflection on the life of an organ grinder.. Congratulations on your placement in the contest.. Julie Draper November 22, 2023 at 9:23 PM Thank you :)