Long Customer Poems
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Yankee Doodle bought a poodle
But it was a donkey
Went back to the pet shop
And said this ’ere dog is wonky
Fetch the donkey from my car
Get a poodle handy
That’s no poodle in my car
You’ve had too much Brandy
The pet shop owner said don’t come here
Talking tough and spunky
If you think that dog’s an ass
Then you must be a junkie
Fetch the donkey from my car
Get a poodle handy
That’s no poodle in my car
You’ve had too much Brandy
Yankee Doodle said is this your
Customer relations
The pet shop owner said
I’m sorry, we don’t sell alsatians
Fetch the donkey from my car
Get a poodle handy
That’s no poodle in my car
You’ve had too much Brandy
Yankee Doodle said you're deaf
Your hearing aid is broken
And you’re half blind so you can’t
Lip read any word I’ve spoken
Fetch the donkey from my car
Get a poodle handy
That’s no poodle in my car
You’ve had too much Brandy
The pet shop owner said, but sir
My donkeys don’t do rushing
Yankee Doodle frowned, I said
A dog that won’t need brushing
Fetch the donkey from my car
Get a poodle handy
That’s no poodle in my car
You’ve had too much Brandy
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It is A bizarre operation
Hoping you will see the
Context it is written in-
“Then I opened the lid
Of the perfume bottle
And I found the stink
Inside “
Will make each of us
Question
What is it to be a human
Is Bizzare
Is playing
Now
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A person opens an eatery
he wants to turn 2$ into a profit of 20
It is perfect and legitimate Then he declares -
That he loves to feed people because it makes profits
but 1 out of 7 is a worthless eater and should not be alive.
A philosophy that most will despise. Yet his business thrives.
He then proudly declares it in his shop. -
“Help me make more profit, it is a good business, participate-
together if we do a good job of feeding people we can eliminate
One of the seven that is 15% of the world population from earth”
People see believe it or ignore but continue to be his consumers
Now if there is a death of his customer after eating at his place
will it be murder or suicide.
The argument from the defendants is that they had declared
beforehand their vision, of eliminating 15% of the population
those who were eating paid and consumed willingly in spite
It is therefore a suicide.
In fact since they knew and yet participated in business
by virtue of being a consumer they therefore should be
treated as accomplice if murder charge is pressed.
The business argues -
Ours is health food, death is a side effect.
(This is a fictional poem)
I gave you a twenty and you only gave me change for a ten.
If you don't give me the correct change, you don't want to know the trouble you'll be in.
You're not going to rip me off, I will not take a loss.
Give me the correct change now or I'll tell your boss.
I just told your supervisor and the SOB is giving me the finger.
I'm going to unload some hurt on him like a wasp using its stinger.
He just picked me up and threw me through a pane of glass.
I didn't think that this guy would be able to kick my ass.
I've been a customer here for many years, this shouldn't be happening to me.
It's embarrassing because the guy who just kicked my ass stands only four feet three.
I've got cuts and I'm pretty sore.
I won't ever come back to this store.
I became a customer when I went to a computer store that's called "Mouse's Pad".
When I learned that the man in charge died of cancer, it was very sad.
He repaired and sold computers and Earnest Owens was his name.
He left this world on July the 29th of 2021 and it's a damn shame.
Earnest was intelligent and smart and he was also nice.
When he fixed or sold a computer, he charged a fair price.
I felt bad when I learned that Earnest died.
He couldn't beat cancer even though he tried.
Now he's in a much better place and I'm very sorry to lose my friend.
It's sad to know that when I go to his shop, I will never see him again.
[Dedicated to Earnest Martin Owens (1960-2021) who died on July 29, 2021]
Sweet rice
Sleep tight
Everybody ride a bike
Home sick pick up bricks
Throwing up doesn't necessary mean you're sick
You could be having an exhortation
Just missed the revelations
Now whose gonna abide, who will ride on this train, this train
Coppertone, mega phone
You are not alone
Jeremy, Conway Twitty
Everyone a bit gitty
Throwing up doesn't necessary mean you're sick
You could be having an exhortation
Just missed the revelations
Now whose gonna abide, who will ride on this train, on this train
It could have been me
It could have been me
Oh, oh well it could have been me
Lost and destroyed and losing my soul
It could have been me
There was a car accident about six miles away
it could have been me
On a journey t hat I normally would, go that way, go that way
Running a little bit late so I chose to go another way
On the news later on I heard what went down
Was a seven car pile up on the highway where I was gonna go..
It could have been, could have been me
In that horrible accident many died, few survived
It could have been me at the scene
Later on that day in the early evening time
On the news I heard of a bank robbery
it was at the branch that I usually go to even at the exact time
Opting out of danger is unknown to me
but took a different route that day
Running a little bit late
Oh, Lord it could have been it could have been me
in a car accident, dead or dying Oh! I thank you for saving my life
and redirecting me
Oh, Lord it could have been me at the bank been one of the customer and tellers who got shot
But you saved me you redirected me
It could have been me
Written by James Edward Lee Sr.
June 14 2011
From Anthology "Revelations"
i was chosen for the next moon landing
and my co-passengers arrived at the meeting
in lightweight space suits
but i wore my black leather jacket
to show my contempt for space
i speak to anyone in similar attire
in supermarket queues i've jumped
to tell a co-customer i like that
the world beard and moustache championships were postponed
due to the covid-19 pandemic
tailored jackets are in
and jacket potatoes are overrated
can't wear a fedora 'til your seventies; i
am the Fonz jumping sharks on water skis
in my leather jacket
but i'll tell you who's not cool -
the flapjack octopus
i took the kids to a magic show
i wore it there;
to show my contempt for fun
Freda's an obnoxious old woman
She‘d say loudly ‘I want it right now’
Her long suffering husband Timothy
covertly called her a bossy old cow!
Each weekend they’d both go shopping
Freda would always jump the queue,
declaring in her brash whiny voice
that she’s bursting to go to the loo!
Poor Timothy would stand there
his face turning a shade of bright red,
she’d say ‘just get on with the packing’
and give him a cuff round his head!
Last week she pushed in front of me
and then gave me such a nasty glare,
Timothy stood looking embarrassed
perhaps wishing that he wasn’t there
Still, I ended up having the last laugh
when the manager came over to me
Saying you’re our millionth customer
so everything is your trolley’s for free!
Freda jumped up and down like a banshee
exclaiming loudly that this just wasn’t fair -
that she’d ONLY swapped places with me
meaning she should’ve really been there
Timothy seethed and said shut the duck up
(Freda looked like she’s about to explode) ...
He said ‘maybe this will teach you a lesson’
and he turned on his heels with their load!
This couple no longer go shopping
(last I heard Tim’s seeking a divorce)
He’s moved back in with his mother
and spends weekends on the golf course!
Fiction Poem – just having a giggle
04/12/20
I believe Karma is circle…I believe what the wise ones say is true…
If you think good thoughts, say nice things and do good things for others….
eventually good will find its way back to you.
But Karma has no timeline…we never know the date, the time…the day...when Karma will return….when it will come our way…
Take yesterday for instance, Karma had me stunned when a mother using a walker entered our bookstore…followed by her son.
They discussed a host of different books…at times it sounded like they fought…
but after each one found the book they wanted…they brought them to the counter to be bought.
The son was first to buy…at least…I’m pretty sure he was her son…
as he handed me cash with his shaky hands…he asked if I could make his change…in ones.
We are a little bookstore…since people pay with 20’s often our supply of ones runs low…so it isn’t very often we like to see them go.
But there was something in his manner his demeanor…a kind of honesty that made me think he needed those ones a little more than we.
So I handed him his change in ones… “Thank You…Thank You …he exclaimed…and when his mother bought her book…she asked for the same.
I didn’t ask why they needed them…didn’t think it was my place…
but I do know as they left the store…there was a smile on each face…
The next customer into the store was a woman…she bought a few books and here is where I was stunned…when she asked me if I'd mind…if she paid for them…with ones….
Yes, Karma is a mysterious thing…It often returns when we’re not looking for it…sometimes it comes back undetected…
but every now and then…
it returns…
so much quicker than expected.
Sally strolls outside her cubicle collecting dinner trays
wiping some while stacking all she carries them to the back.
She's back at cash with ready eyes knowing that people will come;
sometimes soon; more-often late; some of them just to snack.
But while she waits she sips a brew; green tea that's been dipped before.
Then nodding her head she bows and swallows relaxing her vocal chords.
Approached by a customer she rushes her food firm to the spoon she scoops
while piling the plate for six seventy-nine and giving the customer hoards.
With pushy hands she slides their meal across the stainless steel
while raising her hand to take their bills and clipping them in the till.
Then up with change she raises her head and smiles to the customer's face.
And thanks them well with will and grace and hopes they'll get their fill.
Schwegmann, Winn Dixie, the Superstore and more
Customer service was instilled indeed in you for sure
You hungry so you pull up in the drive thru
Welcome to McDonald's, how may I help you?
Baskins Robbins, oh so sweet
Brownie sundaes I love to eat
Easy Serve turned into Quicky's
Sometimes soda cans are sticky
Working at Lowes after Hurricane Katrina, business was a lot
We sold paint, copper, propane, plywood, nails and sheetrock
Get the items off the shelf at night this had to be
Don't leave it on top stock cause you can't sell what you can't see
The Sky Room, Terminator, Charlie 15
If you ever worked for Delta, then you know just what I mean
Working with the schools were oh so cool and fun
Enjoyed working with the kids and playing in the sun
The job at the Convention Center was indeed a Hot Mess
And the management team, shh... I wasn't impressed
Wasted labor is when you pay desk boys $75,000 or more if you will
And you got spiders and cobwebs growing inside yo window sill
Even the HNIC act like he don't see
Bake me a potato cause this shh... ain't fly with me
This is unacceptable, the words that I would state
Feisty, fierce, dominant and confident, the one they love to hate
I never was a follower going along with the flow
Who the hell is Colette Dright?
They will all come to know
Stand out, even if you gotta stand alone
And if you don't wanta work, stay yo lazy self home