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Spare Change
Can ya spare a little change?
Purple pleaser, are you a teaser?
I like to flatulate on the bench
Where others have eaten their noonday lunch.
I say, can you spare a little change?
Clouds race by, I wonder whose winning,
Who will reach the noonday sun, first?
I could use a little change around here.
Whatcha say? Will ya today, change your mind?
I look around, this ain’t my beautiful world.
This ain’t my beautiful lamp post.
This ain’t no wonderful life, after all.
I say, can ya spare a little change?
My mind went racing down the subway, without me.
My body’s falling apart.
I have no funds for a shave, wouldn’t anyway.
It’s gettin’ cold around here, winter’s near.
Almost time to leave, anyway.
Can you spare a little change is all I say.
Can ya, can ya today?
Copyright ©
Benjamin Bartley
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