John, Jean, Charlotte, Cally, Nemo, David--thank you all.
This seems like a good time to mention that I got the idea for the poem from a comment of Sam Gwynn's, some time ago on Facebook, about the wildly involved tales panhandlers tell, which Bill Lantry replied to by recalling the legends in which beggars turn out to be gods in disguise.
Whether it's here or there, we're always feeding each other.
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