Spare Change
Spare Change Shakespeare Oh for "Spare Change", I beg unto thee! cans't thou part with one thin farthing for the unfortunate likes of me? and dear patron rest assured that the gold that thou leavest me will be spent on sustenance! and will never giveth cause to grieveth thee! Yea I beseech thee kind patron! woudst thou offer thy humble servant the meagre quantity of a buck? and if thou answereth nay! still I'll cheer thee on thy way! (though I may wish thee the most dastardly of luck!) Written December 6th, 2001 © on Dec 06 2001 02:17 PM PST 17 • 0 • 14
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