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A Hobo's Toast
Contributed by
WilliamButlerSkates
on
Friday, 6th April 2012 @ 01:41:41 PM in AEST
Topic:
obsession
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I looked at my feet
and oh! I wept
to walk with no shoes
through city streets
and dust bowl towns
from history's novels past
and in the rust belt
my heart swells
'til larger than a worlds fair
how much can one man endure?
and then solace and succor
from what newly perceived
in front of me a man
whose life story had come to an end
without ever getting to drink a glass of ranch
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WilliamButlerSkates
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2012-04-06 13:41:41]
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Re: A Hobo's Toast
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by JockPhillips on
Friday, 6th April 2012 @ 01:46:55 PM AEST
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| A life lesson in good poetry for hobos and non. Such sadness and beauty too. |
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Re: A Hobo's Toast
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by thehotshotpoet on
Friday, 6th April 2012 @ 06:15:29 PM AEST
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thank you for sharing
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