Reginald Street
He wasn't a fat cat.
He wasn't a big shot.
He was just a man
you'd be happy to meet.
A friend. A gent. A generous soul
who'd give you a share
or, indeed, the whole
of anything you might need from him.
A modest fellow
but a local hero.
A diamond. A gem. A saint.
St Reginald.
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