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Nov 2016
The coin was dropped
A coin for me
Her smiling face
I long to see
Help yourself
On this cold winter night
Can I pat your dog
I'm scared it may bite
Please go ahead
He won't hurt a fly
Certainly not you
Generous lady don't cry
I am the beggar
A vagrant in need
You have warmth and beauty
That's all that you need
She bears a smile
And wipes the tear
A shiver in my spine
For this woman so sincere
Then she leaves me
As I lie down on the floor
Angels do exist
One just came past this door
Written by
Andrew James Shepherd  Burnage
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