A CIGAR [doorboy] <br /> <br />Been on your old feet. <br />That big front door to keep. <br />The one with the brass and key. <br />You come from across the sea. <br />Your work is the door keep. <br />Shine the brass, even the key. <br />Been forty years now doorkeep. <br />You have been a good- and sweep. <br />Shine your shoes to see. <br />'the rich lady's shawl with gloves'. <br />'the gentleman's hat with gloves'. <br />Back at the door, ballroom, party fun. <br />Another years gone, being on the run. <br />At the end of the year, MASTER, was kind. <br />Forty years-'a cigar for you'. <br />Still in the wrapper, 'not two'. <br /> <br />9/24/07 joe Poewhit <br /> <br />JESUS SAVES<br /><br />JOE POEWHIT<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/zzzzs-8/
