Devil’s Shill: A Poem

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Devil’s Shill

by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole

The hundred dollars that I had
In my pocket drove me mad;
On booze and bennies I it spent,
Now I cannot pay my rent.

A golden watch was my heirloom,
Around its face hands would zoom,
Until I took it to the shop,
And pawned it for pills that popped.

I had a girl and she was fine,
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