woe is me
the blind man mumbles
as he cracks his cane
crisply on the concrete
crack crack
the cane won't protect him from
the busy mack truck (crack crack)
the fervent cyclist (crack crack)
or even the zealous witness (crack crack
oh hello have you found your lord today?)
it will protect him from
the businessman, walking, dressed and thin
the blind man cracks him on the shin
Oh, pardon me.
(Fuckin' blind bast...) how u doin'
sootman?
What did
you say?
how u doin'
sootman?
FFFine...
i'd like sum ov
that tasty vanilla latte
the blind man points in dim demand
to the latte in businessman's hand
What? Don't you have
somewhere to be?
wat's rong, sootman?
gotta git home
to the wife & kidz?
(stare stare stare!
sip the latte!
sip the latte!)
gotta git to ur horr
on seventh avenue?
gotta git to ur
apointment?
(stare stare stare!)
gotta git ur coke fix?
gotta do sum bizniss?
(sip that latte!
sip it! sip it!)
gotta pee, sootman?
i'd like sum ov
that tasty vanilla latte
and with a tear as its bonus flavor
the latte is left for the blind man to savor
crack crack sip
woe is me
crack crack sip
woe is me















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Sootman.
This was great.
amazing.
really, it was.
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Very well written, it flows nicely
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the spelling sprinkled flavor
but now the coffee tastes bitter and
i have to say this is wonderful
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"the blind man points in dim demand
to the latte in businessman's hand"
One thing though. (And it totally ruins the enitre poem for me. Just kidding.
"(sip that latte!
sip it! sip it!)"
I think this would be better as "the latte" instead of "that latte" so it reflects "sip the latte!" from the previous stanza.
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