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Christmas eve caught me short,
late in the week. Sales
clanged, rung and beeped
Through the joyous
season even as
Inventories &
Resources shrank, ebbed,
Exhausted. My
dance card was full, & you
all left me
panting
the radio and TV couldn't stop
ranting
accepting the Onus &
singing the praise
spending their bonus
on the Programmer's raise
Time ticking per order, persistent & frantic &
pitiless
amid the din of merriment,
drowned my resolve
under
icy stars
'twas the season of giving, but by the time I got
paid,
even Denny's was closed.
December,2005
Cretan Maineiac
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Scarlett Treat (7/14/2007 1:04:00 PM)
A day late and more than a dollar short!
That, my friend - -
Is what plastic is for! !
Had to laugh about this....even though it has sad overtones. Have you ever looked at those folks in Denny's on holidays...and wondered what their story was - - why they are alone? Sad! |
Elysabeth Faslund (7/5/2007 7:21:00 PM)
Anything in the frig, that wasn't on the health Dept.'s list...or C.D.C's? Then, you definitely were caught. the picture you've painted is real to the core. I've gotten used to baloney sandwiches on Christmas Day. Hey, can of cranberry sauce, and you're there. Job extra well done in this one! ! ! xxElysabeth |
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