<span>Squire
With him there was his son, a youthful squire,
A lover and a lusty bachelor,
With locks well curled, as if they'd laid in press.
Some twenty years of age he was, I guess.
In stature he was of an average length,
Wondrously active, aye, and great of strength.
He'd ridden sometime with the cavalry
In Flanders, in Artois, and Picardy,
And borne him well within that little space
In hope to win thereby his lady's grace.
Prinked out he was, as if he were a mead,
All full of fresh-cut flowers white and red.
Singing he was, or fluting, all the day;
He was as fresh as is the month of May.
Short was his gown, with sleeves both long and wide.
Well could be sit on horse, and fairly ride.
He could make songs and words thereto indite,
Joust, and dance too, as well as sketch and write.
So hot he loved that, while night told her tale,
He slept no more than does a nightingale.
Courteous he, and humble, willing and able,
And carved before his father at the table.</span>
According to an article published by The New York TImes called "A Thief Dines Out, Hoping Later to Eat In" Gangaram Mahes was a homeless man who used to go well dressed into a fine restaurant and spend 50 dollars then leave without paying trying to get into jail in order to have a place that would ofer three meals a day and a clean bed. He committed the same crime 31 times according to police reports. Louis Fasulo was a supervising lawyer at Legal Aid opinion is that what is really bad is the fact that no one said anything about the faact that Mr. Mahes would go to jail so many times and no one questioned it. Fasulo said: "No one took the time," also Mr. Fasulo thinks jail has became a warehouse for the poor, he said during the winter, "they take batteries out of cars and stand there waiting, so they can be out of the cold,"
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