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Shipped - Mar 8

Where went my package, ordered long ago? 
The app displays delivered, but no proof waits
At the door, nor at the store—no box, no crates, 
Whereto my package? I simply don’t know…

Was it stolen, picked up by some joe schmo?
Or lost in transit, misplaced, dropped, as fate’s 
Great comedy, with mischievous whim dictates? 
Whereto my package? I really don’t know…

This stupid app is just no help, I swear,
The tracking code is gone, the “Contact us”
Is missing, or hiding in some strange place,
Tucked away from consumers unaware. 
Oh! and to what end, all this tedious fuss?
Where is my package? There’s not a damn trace…

Copyright © X F Lacasse

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