Chuck E Cheese Counter Lady - Poem by Bill Grace
It is my night to watch the kids,
Chuck E Cheese to the rescue.
The young woman at the door
Greets us with the attempt of a mechanical smile
Proceeds to our dark blue light anointing.
Much later –
It is the older woman at the cash out counter
My daughter is negotiating
I am ease dropping
To my surprise she remembers to say ‘thank you.’
I am not patient.
Check off another job for which I am not suited
Chuck E Cheese counter lady.
Finally, this mini-Versailles is over.
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