A PENNY ON THE COUNTER - by Daniel Merriweather
Angels are dying but nobody notices.
Just out the back, one of them passed.
Two days ago my phone rang,
On the other end of the line was a man who spoke french
He had a story to tell me about the war,
Sure enough it ended in a joke about his penis.
Honestly my mind is numb now after wanting so much" he said.
There was a penny on the counter at the corner store
It looked just like a rusty nail head.
What a day here in freedom.
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