0h What a Treat.poem

Another dreary cold damp day

no sunshine shines through that

grey sky this dreary day

can  not go outside to pass the day away,

counting pennies for to last the week

just enough money for the dog and me to eat

have a tin of soup for tomorrow then

we go hungry for a day or two

a couple of tea bags will use again

until there is money in the cash point again

our  only hope today is beg for money upon

the street, me and the dog we sit together hoping

some one will take pity on our souls,

tried to get a job but nobody wants some one

old and disabled, too old to qualify for any

kind of work, made a few bob this day

and tomorrow me and my dog can eat

some thing better than soup and drink from fresh

tea bags, “0h what a treat”.

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