At Ammar's Store - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

Ammar never comes on time, I never come on time, but I come anyhow, He comes at different times Because this is the way with him, He wants me to come at eleven o'clock, but I come as I like and Not as he likes, I do my job very well because I treat all customers in a kind way, He rarely cares about his customers, so He loses the best customers, I treat all customers in a good day, so They all like me, My customer is always number one in town, I give all customers good discounts, so They appreciate all my transactions, I always respect people, so All people love me.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 21, 2014

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