It's what I call it
The place, the building
The fun we had
The fun we shared
Over lunch
Playing sports
Doing skittles
Making friends
Being there
The Herb
Meet all my homies there
Get a free lunch
Not much to eat
Hang out, be cool
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you listed, as topics of your poem: homeless, homelessness, .. interesting verse, Alex, but homelessness life is so often painfully wretched, miserable..