Short Customer Poems
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Cashier
Change will make me hesitate
Cause me to equivocate
Clearly I can’t handle change
Customers will find this strange
A customer ordered rare steak
The waitress went on a wee break
She did him wrong
So dipped her thong
He dined without a stomach ache
Their 1:30 lunch—that is fine
But I’m there at 1:29
They said you're too late
With glee closed the gate
So I filed a protest online
acting for sale
tv and the movies
whatever sells products or tickets
to the customer set speaks primarily of illusion dreams
stan sand
A customer was so rude
Her swearing sounded like a dude
Security was call
Then she took a hard fall
And realized right then she was screwed
There was a lady stock broker
who used clients' funds for poker.
One customer got wise
and to the lady's surprise.
Saw fit to up and croaker.
The food taste was awfully bad
Which made the customer mad
So, he threw the food down
Stood looking like a clown
And then threaten them with his iPad
1221 Boiling Weather Drive
First customer gets a free beehive
With purchase ten bones or more
Food, drinks, desserts galore
Porcelain hitchhiker needs a ride
The cashier guessed I was 58
The bagger, less than that
They know how to make this shopper feel great
I’ll be shopping there every May 28
Butcher "If this is not the best beef you have ever had....I'll lick your toes!!"
Customer, "Well I know that it is not any good right now! I need my toes bathed!"
Poetry is not a pastrami sandwich
Don’t pile the adjectives high
Let the meat greet the customer
Leave room in his mouth for a sigh
His turn in line at the marijuana store
Customer said, "Let's get right to the point
An honest response is all I ask for --
Give me the straight dope on this joint."
Could Estonia help Vlad get paid?
He'll claim they're Russian and invade!
Better than cash bonds
Putin can use their blondes
To entice his mark Trump to get laid
Red neon which looks lovely at four o’clock in the afternoon
Somehow seemed dingy at twelve-thirty; he was the last customer
bartender gave him a nod, and a sympathetic look
Poetry is dumb and boring
Only red skittles are delectable
Excellent customer service
Trees have green leaves
Respiration is aided by abdominal muscles
Yesterday was disappointing
This lady in line at the grocery store
A special “five to a customer” wanted five more
Challenged the cashier
Who said “only five my dear”
“Go out and come back in, the limit to ignore”
I ‘am scared of a customer
every time he comes to shop
he wraps his heart carefully
in a piece of red handkerchief
and hands it over to me
As I extend hands to receive
it falls and bleeds red honey!
This lady in line at the local grocery store
A special “five to a customer” wanted five more
Challenged the cashier
Who said “only five my dear”
“Go out and come back in, the limit to ignore”
All you in customer service out there
A little something I want you to hear
Put a smile in your voice
You really have no choice
Calls are recorded now, disdain’s laid bare
False profits,
Are usually followed by real losses,
That make way for real bosses.
Real profits,
Come from real wages,
Real customer service,
An Active Complaints Department,
And lots of repeat customers.
Brown paper package
New to the action
Grocery store plastic bag
Stack can goods and bottles
Customer broken sack
Fallen on floor broken bottle of ketchup
"clean-up in Asile 6"
11/24/21
Written by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Loom
weaver
together
with warp and weft,
turn yarn to fabric,
fashioned by designer
driven by the customer,
Jacquard, Harris Tweed, Dobby Weave,
this practical creation of love
conceived from the form of the simple thread.
© Harry J Horsman 2012
Customer support
Having conversations with human users
Artificial Intelligence
Typically via voice or text
Based programing
Offering recommendations
Technical assistants
Support for companies
© Copyright KC. Leake
11th September 2025
All Rights Reserved
Five items in my shopping cart. Pull into
the line for fifteen items or less. One customer
ahead of me. Middle-aged woman with twenty items
arguing with the clerk. I have an appointment in half an hour.
“Lady, you have too many items!” If looks could kill, she’d be dead.
This barmaid is generous
she showers every visitor
with hot irresistible smiles
sprays those in attendance
with warm tricky greetings
and drowns every customer
with beers, spirits and sodas
after everything done keenly
she splashes sleepy customers
with inflated credit letters