Food Shelter Poem by Lamar Cole

Food Shelter



He was a man to be scorned.
He had money since the day he was born.
But he was so cheap.
He was the world's biggest creep.
To him it didn't seem to matter.
When people saw him eating free at the local food shelter.

Saturday, July 13, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: people
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