Poems of Lighthouse Bob

More than Handouts #389



More than Handouts
a pauper,
who shopper
gave whopper
to eat
and dropped her
some copper
so proper
she'd be,
on chopper
did stop here
and flopped here
with me
until we woke up
at a quarter ‘til three
and bought us a pint
of matrimony
straight from the hoppers
of death.



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