Red Faced
As a teller in a bank, I once greeted a man
With a very cheery “good morning ma'am”
Embarrassment followed
As hard I swallowed
Red faced, I said that kilt got me, hot damn
Copyright © Jack Ellison | Year Posted 2017
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