Thursday, February 17, 2022

CUPPED HANDS, a poem

 

The cupped hands

come in the daily mail,

electronically and in snail,

asking, begging demanding

to be filled with dollars

 

Politicians, charities, colleges

and scammers too

want my wealth to be shared.

A large sum would be nice,

a few bucks at the very least

 

The mail carriers’ loads

would be light,

the recycling bins

would be near empty

without these pleas for more


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