On a cold wet night,

On a cold wet night,

as you lay in a bed,

feeling just right.

Give this a try, 

without blinking an eye.

Step out of your door,

stay there,

as if you were homeless and poor.

When you've had enough and want come in,

think of those who don't have that option,

and for them,

how long it's been.

The money you'd give toward some celebrities, and that sports dude,

could go to the homeless,

for shelter, clothes, and food.

So how about we share our wealth,

to give some help,

to a homeless persons needs and health.

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