Sack and Rag | Christmas Carol, Poem
He looked up and he saw some open windows,
A beautiful young girl was counting stars...
He looked down and he saw some broken glass,
A young guy kicking stones alas..
He found an ally down the street,
Reptiles and mosquitoes were there to greet..
He put a rag sack under his head,
And slept, with a smile, on his earthy bed..
He was fast asleep,
Walking alone even in his dream…
He heard a voice, he turned back,
Surprised to see an old fat man…