UNFILLED POCKETS by Mide Benedict

Behold them on the road and buildings,
Those whose pockets never get filled-
Front ones, back ones, side ones,
All these keep eating and eating

The cash and coins of passers-stop!
And custody-shun!

Their black pockets are always thirsty,
Especially for the twenty of CBN's plenty.
And these pockets
Never get dry, yet unsatisfied.

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