God looking out for the homeless…

 

Is he the one I saw out there?

The one I saw had nothing to wear,

I don’t think he’s the one…

the one I saw had none;

Is he the one out in the cold ?

The one I saw looked quite old…

His jacket and his trousers were torn,

the one I saw seemed rather worn.

Is he the one from under the bridge,

at the bottom of the hill, near the ridge?

If he’s the one I think I know,

Please tell him, I love him so!

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