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“Spare me a crust,” said the beggar to the three
Little boys who sat by the tall oak tree;
“You have food to spare, so spare if you can
Just a crust of bread to an old beggar man.”

The boys they laughed both loud and long,
Saying, “Off with you beggar - Go away! Move along!”
And they ate their bread and a fine plum pie,
As the beggar looked on with a mournful eye.

“Tis a cruel hard heart that you all do share,”
Said the ragged old beggar as he watched them there;
“And I’ll lay my curse on you one, two and three,
That a time will come when you’ll beg like me.”

The years rolled by, as they’re sure to do,
Twas a cold, hard winter in ‘92
And when spring came on and the snow did clear,
There were three dead beggars in the ditch that year.

06. The Beggar Man
(Heikkilä-McGowan) Davy sent me sets of his poems many times lately. This was among them and I thought a sad folk tune could fit to this. --Jore One of my longer poems. A sad, Victorian tale about ‘what goes around comes around’. The folk tune fits it very well - as does Jore‘s mournful voice. --Davy