On this hot and humid summer's afternoon.
I am hot and sticky,long sleeve shirt,swim trunks,face unshaved
As I am alone with this bowl of soup from all the money saved.
One thing I do know that pleases me
That is I have my honest dignity.
This economy has eaten me alive
I wonder how at times I can survive.
So on this hot day I am alone,it's no fun
When you are broke and enjoying soup for one.

The barefoot poet.















Soup is good, eat it you should. 









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