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