Wedding in Paris <br /> <br />Coming out of the church after the wedding there were <br />smiles and cameras clicked, from the steps I could look <br />down into a park, a tramp was going through a bin <br />looking for something to eat, he found and ate what looked <br />like a half eaten pizza. With all the clatter going on <br />I slipped away, had a whisky in a bar across the road, <br />saw the tramp coming out of the park, my idea was to give <br />him some money for food, but I was self-conscious and <br /> hated the thought of looking patronizing so I had another <br /> whisky instead.<br /><br />oskar hansen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/wedding-in-paris/
