the cup of sand

evening falls
and with trembling hand
mr mcgillop
has nothing planned
but to shuffle along
to the old wash stand
and reach to drink
from a cup of sand
he asked for water
she gave him sand
nothing doing
for the lost and damned
but to shuffle along
to the old wash stand
and reach to drink
from his cup of sand

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