August 23, 2022, michaelbray Good Riddance, Lamentations, Poetry,

Many-a Beaten Penny

I find many-a beaten penny,
Strolling the streets of Wilmington,
Scratched and its glory erased
By pavement sliding and scraping.
O, what a drag on our coin,
Unable for another to purloin,
Out of the reach of  the thief.
But it gives us a little relief.
One less item for another to lust
And it won’t make any go bust.

0930 on 23 Aug., 2022

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