22 may 2012
A CIGAR [doorboy]
Been on your old feet.
That big front door to keep.
The one with the brass and key.
You came from across the sea.
Your work is the door keep.
Shine the brass, even the key.
Been forty years now door keep.
You have been a good-and sweep.
Shine on your shoes to see.
"the rich lady's shawl with gloves".
"the gentleman's hat, with the gloves".
Back at the door-ballroom-party fun.
Another years gone, being on the run.
At the end of the year MASTER was kind.
*FORTY YEARS-a cigar for you*
Still in the wrapper, not two.
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