Lucy

We stand by unlit lamps, a tree, a bridge, shaking, waiting here like tramps, if there's kindness to share, red lips white faced, gi' us some pennies spare, remember that posh sap, wine shipped secret champagne, who wanted us to unwrap, his stories of dockside snares, cargo ships and freighters, dark rooms without care, we can be happy she snaps, watching the rain, track down some warm path, you won't hear me swear, say straighten up our game, ask how much we dare, shuffle what remains.