Scott Urban

Price Check On Register One! - Poem by Scott Urban

Waiting to checkout, twelve items or less
Express lane my ass, going much too slow
Schedule to keep, how'd I get in this mess
Finally! It's my turn, let's go, go, go!

A price check! Oh no! Not the microphone!
No wait! It's too late, can't stop this bad dream
The resounding announcement, piercing tone
How much do I charge for hemorrhoid cream!

Red faced, embarrassed, It's for my good friend!
All eyes are staring not believing me
The itch starts to creep controlling my hand
Unconsciously scratching for all to see

Always make sure that the price is in view
So shameful price checks don't happen to you

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 4, 2003

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