As a brown pelican dives for its food <br />She jumps to the road, <br />Late in the evening. <br />Street lights know her whereabouts <br />And the each brick of the cobbled street <br />feel her gravity. <br />She has many stories for her clients <br />And she knows the fake notes well. <br />Please do not play with her and bargain the trade <br />As she's a respectable woman of this uppish World. <br />Why they so hurry about her certificate of birth <br />Anybody offers her a better job? <br />Call by her given name and that's enough. <br /> <br /> <br />* Dedication to all my poet friends!<br /><br />nimal dunuhinga<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-uncertified-wrestler/
