A Homeless Man
A homeless man lived behind a liquor store
He asked me for money but I gave him more
The owner told the man to go away
The store was losing customers who pay
I asked if he would like to shower and change
He asked me for money but I gave him more
The owner told the man to go away
The store was losing customers who pay
I asked if he would like to shower and change
And a better location I could easily arrange
I talked briefly about a homeless shelter
Its not much but it is a lot better
He looked into my eyes and knew I was sincere
But he said that he really likes it here
He manages to eat three meals a day
And even made a bed from a bale of hay
He told me that he isn't a homeless man
But he calls himself a man of the land
I talked briefly about a homeless shelter
Its not much but it is a lot better
He looked into my eyes and knew I was sincere
But he said that he really likes it here
He manages to eat three meals a day
And even made a bed from a bale of hay
He told me that he isn't a homeless man
But he calls himself a man of the land
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