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The Hobo ManI see the hobo man He walks the street Fleet of foot, face of soot He uses paper for his sheetThe Hobo Man
The hobo man lives alone We fear his strange ways Days go by, he flees on the fly The hobo man does not need our praise
I do not envy the hobo man His life is hard and low Blow is his fuel, the people are cruel The street is his bed, the stone is his pillow
I wish you luck, hobo man And enough dough for a new frying pan
by ~Mistar-Mynd-Sharde
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