Moving Up In The World

He’s standing on the sidewalk

Dancing with a sign

Because the company on the corner

Wants more people to be buyin’.

He’s singing to the hip-hop song

That only he can hear

Until his phone says 5:00 O’clock

And he can disappear.

His spirit’s probably broken

And he really has to pee,

But at least he makes more money

Than I do with poetry.

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