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The Good Beggar (AKA The Good Samaritan, NYC style)
A girl walked along a busy street
No one realized she was there
And when she tripped and hurt herself
She sat there hoping they would care
But as they passed her
Without a glance
She realized she did
Not have a chance
Of attracting their attention
While they hurried about their work
Shopping, chatting, their own dealings
A salesmen, secretary, and sales clerk
Going about their businesses
Too busy, nothing mattered
Least of all the poor girl
Sitting there, plainly battered
There came along a businessman
Who stopped to look at her,
And said, "Sorry, girl, can't help you;
I'm late to work for sure."
And next there came a storekeeper
She earned a sidelong glance
But he hurried on and muttering,
"Not time enough, no chance."
But here came the least likely
To give the girl a hand
It was a poor man in his rags
His face dirty but eyes grand
He said, "Are you okay?"
And picked her off the street
He gave her his last money
And got her good to eat
This man with nothing to his name
Helped this girl who needed aid
It's what Jesus would do for us
His Father he obeyed
When He was nailed up there
Upon the cross to die
The least we could do for Him
Is help someone… or try