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Inconsiderate Homeless Guy

Poetry By: jessicanumber1

first experience with an aggressive homeless dude in eureka

Submitted:Apr 12, 2011    Reads: 48    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

You asked me to spare a dollar
Outside the mall yesterday,
I said, "Sorry," and kept walking
But you continued to beg,
To my dismay.

"Not even a dollar?"
You whined behind me
With a drunken slur.
"Not even a dollar…
I'm very sorry, sir."

"Oh, I see how it is."
You called out to me,
I continued walking,
But you yelled:
"That's how you're gonna be?"

"It is indeed, 'how I'm
going to be'" I wish I would
have shouted, because
I know of free shelters,
And free dress and free eat.
You inconsiderate, homeless bastard.


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