In The Wheel - Poem by Ted Berrigan
The pregnant waitress asks
'Would you like
some more coffee?'
Surprised out of the question
I wait seconds 'Yes,
I think I would!' I hand her
my empty cup, &
'thank you!' she says. My pleasure.
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