No Croissants For Mother's Day Poem by Etienne Charilaou

No Croissants For Mother's Day



If you really want to be nice,
put the croissants at half the price.

My mother had to walk by that table;
the price is the same as before;
so there's no real sale, we're not able
to buy what we adore.

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