<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540584" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Brown Paper Bag</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Brown paper bag</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Squalid incomplete</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> slumped to the side of the street</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Like unwanted sacks of garbage</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> She left her track her smell</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And like the brown paper bag</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> She had travelled well</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> She had a whole world in her head</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Her first love</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The man she wed</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And the drink and the smoke</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And the four o clock bloke</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> That returned with a bottle in a brown paper bag</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And better days before</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> When she had carried her first round fruit</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> When the brown paper bag was waxed new</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And he carried his bride to the door</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Then the four o clock bloke</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Full of stale wine and stale smoke</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> With a bottle in a brown paper bag</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> How he called her a hag</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And that first punch to the floor</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And the brown paper bags fell by her side</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Crumpled and stained </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And the liquor cans and the four o clock man</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Who never spoke</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Left her broke</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Bones shattered in pieces</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Flesh bare to the wind</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Body out on the street</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Skin tanned dirt brown</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Hair matted locks</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> And two brown paper bags tied with string to her feet</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> yvette m smith 11.2.09</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Yvette+Smith">Yvette Smith</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=540584" data-title="Brown Paper Bag de Yvette Smith" data-description="Brown paper bag Squalid incomplete slumped to the side of the street Like unwanted sacks of garbage She left her track her smell And like the brown paper bag She had travelled well She had a whole world in her head Her first love ..."></div> </div> </div>

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