For bread and butter
we wait at the shelter
What do you mutter
pull down the shutter
Enjoy your supper
you enjoy from the gutter
Wings of hunger flutter
get it from the gutter
Do not be so cruel
we do not gruel
Like logs or fuel
stomach flames for fuel
You have been told
not to hang on or hold
We cannot spare
such foods are rare
(written in 1997)
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