Poems ✍️
  20.01.2026
  32

Author: Ambrose Bierce

A Long-Felt Want

Dimly apparent, through the gloom
Of Market-street's opaque simoom,
A queue of people, parti-sexed,
Awaiting the command of 'Next!'
A sidewalk booth, a dingy sign:
'Teeth dusted nice-five cents a shine.'


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