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Three Men: a poem

Outside our window, down below
In the noisy, scrambling China show
A man in gray shorts of cotton
Reaches down to scratch his bottom.

A king in his palace.

Another, in sagging white undies,
Formal shoes, but no shirt or tie
Casually sparks up a cigarette
And stops at the lottery to place a bet.

Comfort trumps all.

A third, standing where the children pee
Sprays a mouthful of gargled tea
Bending over at the waist, on toes
Ever careful not to hit his shoes.

Custom defies reason.

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