Pepper?
No, American cheese.
Pepper?
No, the Ah-mee-reeee-can cheeeeese.
..Pepper?
No, not Pepper Jack or Jalapeno
Plain white American cheese..
The cheese I'm pointing to! ! !
…...…..Pepper?
'Yes, my husband wants paper between the cheese slices.'
Replies the giggling woman from nowhere.
* Conversation overheard in a Russian market in Philadelphia
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Fab! ! Isn't eavesdropping fun? ? Great penning Zen - good to see your name back on the pages... HG: -) xx