Soul of Decency
by GC
I knew a guy
who mostly spent
most of his time
down and out
He didn't have
a pot to piss in
or a window to
toss it from
Same guy would
give the shirt
off his back
at a moment's need
He'd walk a mile
in your shoes
lending a hand
never complaining
Son of a gun was a Athiest.
Poetry, prose, and other stuff meant for the reader's enjoyment. Web page at: Click here. My novels are White Lightning, The Carbon Steel Caress, In Good Faith, and Mudbug Tales; A Novel in Flashes, wit' recipes. My poetry book is A Southern Boy's Meanderings. CLICKY My webpage:
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