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Here is yer Poem:

There once was a hobo named Bob,
he likes to eat corn on the cob.
He lives in a box,
has holes in his socks,
And likes to eat pork flavour beans.
He sleeps on a bench in the park,
all by himself in the dark.
He sits on the ground
and acts kinda strange,
holds out his hand 
and grumbles "spare change?"

Sent by Candy



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