I Have To Wait For Her - Poem by Dennis Go
I have to wait for her
Right after that low-priced meal -
Food offered by my coin purse.
It has to go on like this
Now, until the end of the hours;
At five for my next chance
To fetch her and go home...
Fare coming out
From my torn, thin pockets.
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