Tipping Time
The time of year to tip is here –
The doormen and the super,
The newspaper deliverers;
Unless you’re in a stupor…
You give some dough so they will know
That they’re appreciated
For cash is always welcome –
Booze or candy just seems dated.
My favorite quip about a tip:
A parking lot attendant
Who, maybe, was on Christmas tips
Especially dependent…
Received no gift so he was miffed
And left, for every owner,
A duplicate of his first card,
Encouraging each donor.
But this card said, in bold and red,
On top of “Season’s Greetings,”
“Second Notice!” which would not
Need any more repeatings.
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