Slop ******* soup kitchen soak.
Sick sick sadness.
Embarrassment.
Anger.

Just go away.

Look at me, kids,
Don't look at the window
There's nothing there.
DON'T STARE!
I'm teaching you a valuable London lesson,
How to ignore invisible men,
However persistent.

He came inside,
Asked for a quid,
I bought him a burger,
Just to get rid.

Horrid.

Not him, me.
As he sat there, shaking, eating,
Drinking his coffee (eight sugars, seven milks)
Tears poured down his face.

And the children asked me why.
Mummy, why did that man cry
when you bought him a burger?
Did he want a different toy?

I learned a valuable life lesson.

One I won't forget.