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Click hereBig Daddy watches the sunrise and red lights
With red eyes on Oakland Park Boulevard
And says he can't make change for a dollar
Each time he sells a Miami Herald
To rush hour cars when the light turns green,
Not far from the dugout where he sleeps
With bugs that didn't fly into softballs
Or floodlights shut down before midnight.
If there's no get up by morning, well,
He can sell roses at five o'clock
To a shirt and tie for the missus
Which, now that he comes to think of it,
Reminds him of Hanna's wicked good body,
Once as smooth as a bottle of rosé,
Mateus, he thinks, she used to drink
Before they C-sectioned Johnny
He doesn't remember much about
On his way to the People's Free Clinic
To have his first bout of kidney stones.
That's what Pillsy told him to say
For the pills he never could pronounce
He'll swallow or sell to the Sundance Kid
Who waits for him at their hole in the wall
And will drive Big Daddy back lights out
To his hole in the ground by midnight.
natch,
and I wonder if it wasn't for MS Word, would you have capped? Diction seems a little unclear, an emulation of a voice? I would have throw a few more commas in, but that's just my tendency.