Elmer Andrew Cohen
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He Want To Die
He wonders along in his tattered rags
Clothes which were once serve good even expensive,
He did buy them.
Some were given to him, some he stole.
He stole them on the street and in the store.
He has a house but house is no home.
Yes there's a door some windows a roof
A porch some steps all in disrepair.
There is even a mother
Or at least she was at the time of his birth.
For you see there haven't been any
Tender feeling since he was a totter
Or none that he could remember anyway.
He has no love in his heart
Least none he wants to ...