The Handout Poem by michael Smajda

The Handout



I am not the kind of guy
To tell you how to live.
Even if you were to be rich,
To the poor, how much you should give

I am just an ordinary kind of guy
Who just wants to be lefty alone.
But if you want to give more money away,
You can always reach ne by telephone.

Friday, October 11, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: lifestyle
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