Ties and coats, dresses and hats, <br />oh brother, where does he think <br />he is going like that, dirty and <br />homeless carrying his stuff. <br />Does he not knoe it is Easter? <br />We are all gussied up, our money <br />in hand, ready to preen and to <br />prance.Where did he think he was going? <br />To Church like that, all dirty and poor? <br />Not next to me and my family. <br />We are the members of our community. <br />We are Ties and coats, dresses and hats. <br />We are ready for Easter. <br />Homeless is not to be seen. <br />Homeless is not to be found. <br />We do not want the old homeless around. <br />Does he not knoe it is Easter. <br /> <br />Charles Robert Hice<br /><br />Charles Hice<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/easter-sundry/
