The Coin Hunter

He’d nearly walk by you

But out the corner of his eye

He’d turn purposely toward you

Which made you wonder why

He did. Did he know you?

Oh ya, you bet he did.

He knew that guilt you carry

And he knew just where you hid

Relief! My god, for a bit of relief

You hand the dude a ten spot.

He fake salutes and says

A wee wee bitta what you got

That’s enough for me

Cause, as you see

I can’t do time like you.

I have no guilt that’s true.

That beggar knows you better than you.