The irony of the "Help wanted" sign.
Twist in the tail.

"Help wanted", said that sign that stood upon the window sill,
The

He sat alone on the weathered bench
Cringing his nose from the foul stench
That radiated from him day by day
He knew he couldn't

Playdough on the floor
gum in my sisters hair
the doggies eating up my lunch
and mommies sitting on the stairs

As I sit beside

I cannot weed the garden I cannot cut the trees

My back is just so sore this week, the garden is a shocking mess

I got down

I saw you sitting there on the road
A "Help Wanted" sign by your side
But I had no money to toss to you
As you lay there frozen