the Berkshire hermit: O.B. Joyful

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Poem about him:

HIS Name WAS O.B.
his Name wasAlbert Franklin Tyler, I knew him as O.B. Joyful
he oftenLived lived on my street, A Strange man when you first meet.
He had long stringy hair with bones and bobby pinsTied In his hair
"NOT Very Neet", He was a man of nature and he lived on my street
as a kid back thenThen I would often see him coming up my street at first
I was a little Standoffish Because He gave me the creeps.so as I grew and got to know him Back then I Began To Realize that his
Philosophy Was kind ah deep this bearded Long haired Man with worn out
Clothes and bailing twineUsed for a belt would often geet me and
ofer me a peanut As a treet then he would ask me if I Was a Vegatarian and tells good things that I should eat that eccentric  old Man (O B Joyful) That lived at the end of Irwin St in an old delapated shack
(A Junk Yard IF I MAY) Covered himself up with any things that he could find,
Cardboard Was his favorite to cover himself
To sleep.
A lonely man that carried his Feeling so Deep..A Complecated man that march to his own beat. he would sometimes go to Someone garden on our street and would help himself To a treet but always leave a few cents at there door step to let them know he took somthing from there garden to eat. I Knew This man that Sometimes lived on My street , I Guess I was one of the ones that knew this man that marched to his own beat.
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