Poor man with a stick
for picking up rubbish
on Christmas morning
in the sparkling sun
wily boy with a camera
watching coyly, carefully
on Christmas morning
in the sparkling sun
and then the paths cross as they must for it was so ordained
and the boy asks the man for his portrait on a lonely Elmshorn
street where cobblestones meet bitumen and the man agrees
with outstretched tongue for a kiss on a lens and then he asks
for 20 cents and the boy has 22 you see the old man has a
boss who doesn't like to pay if the streets aren't clean and then
the man shakes the boy's hand and they wish each other a merry
Christmas and one will buy a beer and the other a coffee and it'll
be two very different Christmas evenings before you know it.
