BEGGAR MY NEIGHBOUR
I saw him appear from the door of the shop;
"Excuse me," he muttered, believing I'd stop.
But I knew what was next and ignored what he said,
Silent, unseeing, I walked straight ahead.
I hurried on by to a brief pause and then
"Excuse me," he called, vainly trying again.
Entering the shop, I felt I had sinned
As another "excuse me" was lost on the wind.