Nicholas Mcgrew Poem by Phil Soar

Nicholas Mcgrew



Nicholas McGrew had plenty to do
He was working his ass off for pence
He slept in the street
Cardboard boxes as seats
And his life didn't make any sense

Thursday, January 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: nonsense
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