There's this old man on my street

He wears no shoes on his feet

He warms the park's bench

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And could kill with his stench

His future looks terribly bleak

This old man had once worked a job

He often got praised by his boss

But he was let go

To save the business some dough

Now liquor shivers plague his sleep