Vendetta Machine
Vendetta machine scammed me again
I put in a buck fifty for a dime of chocolate
it fired back with nothing but disgust.
The metal hook just wouldn't let go
wiggling it in front of my greasy nose
Like a pugilist in his prime
i quickly struck it from both sides
left right-left right...
then a quick jab
to its laughing glass eye.
I tried rocking it
front to back front to back
it looked like a drunkard
wobbling along a broken railroad track.
but the metal hook held fast.
At my mental end and out of breath
I stuffed a wad of paper in its metal grin
to warn others of the sugar scam within.
A co-worker rounded the corner
and bubbled "happy Monday"
Ditto I grumbled...walking away
hopeless and chocolate-less.
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2024
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