The Street Urchin’s Story

While shopping downtown,  I found a little street urchin.

He told me his story:

His outlook was bleak.

He’d even spent time behind bars.

And he had big shoes to fill:

Yet still he kept his chin up.

His plight so touched my heart, that I took his hand in mine,

And took him out for ice-cream.

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