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The Poet
“The Poet”
He’s home alone and on the phone.
The Poet made his mark.
When he comes home,
he’s all alone somewhere in the dark.
He turns to the news, it’s just like a zoo!
Shootings every night.
The cold and rain it’s not to blame,
keeping people right.
The Streets are bare,
If no one cares to make it through the night!
With the money gone this is no fun,
just to make it right!
William J. Roney III
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