Poverty. A Visiting Town.

Bring your empty pockets.

Your yearning and your doubt.

Wear your head slightly bowed.

Look down not all about.

Your luck has all run out.

Nothing about which to shout.

From the rooftops

From the rooftops.

Don’t go there

Lest yee jump.

Thank you, friend.

Barry out.

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