440. BOUNCING LIKE A PAUPER

BOUNCING LIKE A PAUPER
There is no room for commitment,
and no hazard to the risk. Simply
put, I have nothing. No arabesque of
clear-thought or folly, no frivolous
fuss of distraction - neither of them
attract me. Subdued, average and - yes-
lonesome still, I stand around waiting
to oblige some debt coming due.
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So kow-tow Hop Sing.
Stoop and bow, giving
reverence to your onerous
Master. He shreds the
nickel you dine upon.