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March 9, 2017

Because not everyone has the luxury of planning for the future

Met a homeless drunk.

Bought him a bacon sandwich

And a can of beer

Written by 2Karl Leave a comment Posted in Friendship, poetry Tagged with alcoholic, Birmingham, drunk, fuck the straight edge police, fuck the vegan police, good deed, haiku, homeless, pain relief, poetry, vagrant

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