Being First Served Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Being First Served



Don't give me nothing,
That's right...NOTHING!
That's going to trickle down!
I'm not the kind to wait around,
For that kind of action!
My satisfaction comes from knowing,
What I deserve is being first served!
And I want to reap good things,
From what I've been sowing!

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