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Dough Dash

With my computer in hand, out the door I dash.... To other people's doors for cash Picking up to drop off, Then swiftly to the next stop Dashing, Grubhubbing, and Ubering galore, In a sputtering economy, lent-filled pockets I really abhor Rapacious eyes peruse desktops, tablets, and smartphones for eye-catching menus Man's incessant search for comfort and convenience hungrily continues Picking up to drop off, Then swiftly to the next stop Dashing, dashing past drive-thrus and beyond dining rooms Now a fresh and different energy looms A mad dash for cash Dough dashing... Dashing for MO' So, out my door I GO To contactless drop-offs and no eye contact, all spawned from a digital transaction Distant, yet so close, is this human interaction A mad dash for cash Dough dashing... Dashing for MO' So, out my door I GO

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Date: 6/4/2025 5:56:00 PM
You capture the essence of today!
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Stewart Watkins
Date: 6/5/2025 11:32:00 AM
Thank you, Kim.

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