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crud ash mud
body fluid puddles reek
cold scum pukus mucus
try not to touch the floor
but I've got to go
don't sit down
but I've got to go
sputum cud
mildew puss colors stink
hard tub nauseous cautious
try not to need a bath
but I smell so bad
try not to need a bath
but I itch so much
greasy sticky sickly sink
I wash one pot one pan
what would friends who knew me rhink
I do the best I can
curse the devil poverty
it's so hard to get out
who will ever share with me
what life is all about
without money
life's less funny
feet stuck to floor
run for the door
eat another cookie and try to forget
all the decisions I've lived to regret
grungy gooey grossout
that's what life about
I can do without
I can do without...
it's not that bad
being down on my luck
but without love...
poverty sucks
Poverty Sucks
(Without Love)
Ric Candor ©1999
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