Hobo Habilis Poem by Patti Masterman

Hobo Habilis, on the park bench
Hobo Habilis; you'll notice a stench
Hobo Habilis, drinks from a sack-
Stays so alert, in case he's attacked.

Hobo Habilis, once had a home
Hobo Habilis, decided to roam;
Things not so easy, on the outside-
People are cruel, and love genocide.

Hobo Habilis, please have a heart
Hobo Habilis, he may live apart;
But he's still human, like you and me-
Hobo Habilis, he might go extinct.