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Stinky Joe by Melissa Kesead Tuesday, June 30, 2009 Rated "G" by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan
I saw this crazy man Walking down the main street He’s been called Stinky Joe But his name once was Pete The flies they buzz ‘round him Like a thunderstorm cloud He talks in a whisper Or else shouts really loud He shuffles dirty feet Over steamy cement With his hair hanging down And his back always bent He once was a hero Or that’s what some folks say He once had a family ‘til that one fateful day A war came a callin’ And it took them away And left Pete all alone And so now to this day He walks and he mumbles Through rain and through heat In a world all his own All alone on the street

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Reviewed by Peter Paton	7/1/2009

So very true Melissa. You can see this scene recreated all over the world, in all the major cities. The worse I have ever seen was in San Francisco down the Mission and Tenderloin areas, where there were thousands of poor pan handlers and hobos lining the streets in abject misery. LA is just as bad downtown. Peter




Reviewed by Regis Auffray	7/1/2009

A moving and meaningful account, Melissa. Sadly, that is the plight of many in this world. Love and peace to you, Regis




Reviewed by Joyce Bell	6/30/2009

GREAT WRITE...NICE RHYTHM AND FLOW. ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING AND GOD BLESS YOU. JOYCE