I Need Two Bucks to Buy a Phone.

He called to me.

I need two more,

he told me,

two more bucks to buy a phone,

so I can call my mom.

she worries.

he was wearing a bright yellow jacket,

and ripped cargo pants,

and was holding a raggedy dog on a leash.

i reached into my pocket,

to pull out a twenty,

when,

my mother put her arm on my shoulder,

and guided me away from him,

protectively,

she pulled me to walk quickly by.

later I saw him in the verizon store,

with a pay as you go phone,

but the man at the counter turned him away,

two more bucks to buy a phone.

The End

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