There is an old man down by the Town Hall
oak
He wears a yellow cap and a long dark coat
People say that trouble caught him by
surprise
His name is Billy Harcan from Oceanside
Billy sleeps on the park bench under the
stars
Ask you for a dollar then head for the
bars
Drinking out the trouble is a way of life
Cost him everything he had even his wife
His daughter comes to see him on Saturdays
Tells him all about her life and Jesus
saves
She asks every time won’t you please come
home
I don’t need your help please leave me
alone
Billy welcomes his ghosts to the park at
night
He toasts to their health it’s really
quite a sight
Dancing with his friends for an hour or
two
The night always ends with...Mary where are you?
© Jon Arno
Elizabeth Wesley This is wonderful Jon, a departure from what you usually write but a wonderful rhyme of a derelict fellow living in a world of his own.
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