Victoria's Secret

by John Smallshaw
(London, England)

Two steps outside the stepping of humanity
Laid on the streets of poverty
With the table of their day well set
I met..
..A man who would not quit his bellyaching
About 'these Eastern Europeans taking'

"Look around",I said,
"can't you get it in your head these folks have taken nothing"
He wandered off huffing and puffing
As blind as blind can be.
Some people just cannot see what is in front of their

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