Fifth Floor (55)

The boy selling

Out loud in the streets

‘I sell blankets and shits,

I sell blankets and shits!’

An aged woman

At the window

On the fifth floor

Of a building

Without lift

Tells him to come up…

‘Boy it’s not shits

but sheets.’

‘And you’ve called me up

Just for this,

Silly

Shit-ty

Miss?’

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Dulce

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