Poem -

QUAKER STREET BUSKER

I passed by a busker on Quaker Street 
He played his songs that had a good beat 
I looked in his cap no money so far 
Does he do it to survive or become a star ? 

The busker knew the words to every song 
Some were short and others were long 
People are too busy to appreciate his voice  
I guess it's just a matter of personal choice 

Elvis was sung by the busker and the Beatles too 
My favourite was Dignity by Deacon Blue 
When the busker finally finished his set 
We had a conversation I'm not likely to forget

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