Let Me Do My Job
Picture this, a pink and orange party room, the new guy said.
We stared at Ross, wondering how he had gotten this far.
Truly, let me do my job, he said. Let me show you.
Two of the liberalist of the liberals decide to.
I am one of them.
This party room has been rented almost daily for six years.
Brides have switched their colors to orange and pink for this room.
I am glad we let him show us.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2023
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