Kevin Campbell

Rookie (06 Dec 1960 / Hamilton Scotland)

The Beggars Lament - Poem by Kevin Campbell

Spare some change Mr
You know Im down and out
Spare some change
You know I need it

Spare some change Mr
Im down on my luck
Spare some change

Well F**k you ya auld C**t
Spare some change Mrs

Spare me your change
I promise I, ll get steaming drunk
D ya think its my fault
Im down and out
D ya think its his fault
He chats up queers
D ya think its his fault
He drinks all those beers

If you think its our fault
Just remember this shout
F**k you ya auld C**t Im down but not out


Comments about The Beggars Lament by Kevin Campbell

  • Rookie - 135 Points Sidi Mahtrow (12/18/2006 2:40:00 PM)

    I like it!

    And at this time of year when the weepie ones are out
    I can hear your beggar shout!
    This is what the giving season is all about,
    A bit of beer for your drunken lout.
    Never mind that he's not like you and me
    Leaving something different neath the Christmas tree. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 18, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, December 11, 2010


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