OVER PRIVILEGED
As I walk into the large room
Full of bags and no spare hand
Looking for a place to loom
In a room so grand
Shuffling with my heavy load
Looking for a place to settle
I see a corner of some sort
Next to a hot kettle
A lovely place to warm my toes
And count my penny lasts
As I settled down my clothes
I heard someone ask
Can I help you?"
In her most stern tone
I stood up and took my view
At her overly judging frown
Trying to make me look small
As she was the management
I stood up tall
In her establishment
Taking my time, Hesitating
To collect my belongings
Knowledge that she hated
My existence in her holdings
As I shuffled in her direction
Disappointment she didn't hide
Not a sign of human affection
Waiting impatiently for my reply
Why should I satisfy her needs
So I showed her my back
To the exit I proceed
And loudly sound "no thanks"
Copyright © Gavin Williams | Year Posted 2024
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