Sixty Cents

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Sixty cents worth of smiles, sold at the bus stand…
Sixty cents worth of happiness on sale…
I pay sixty cents everyday just to see her wave…
I pay sixty cents to believe that the world is merry and gay…
For sixty cents I buy one of each
I buy one of each brand of newspaper or magazine she has
And then she smiles, keeps her sorrows aside,
And it’s worth all that waste paper.

You can find some more poetry here and here.

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