Trusted Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Trusted



Whew!
What a relief.
I feel so much safer now.

'You do?
How?
Why? '

My creditors have assured me,
All of my buying habits will be monitored.
Even my likes and dislikes will be documented.
And on a daily basis,
Whenever I choose to use my computer...
They have assigned my accounts,
To approved and certified customer service reps...
Who will devote their entire working time,
Following everything I do.
And...
Believe it or not,
Where I go and who I talk to...
Will be given the utmost priority.
No longer will I fear or have a reason to suspect,
The service I am provided will be neglected.
My privacy will not be spied upon.

'That's great.
I purchased a laser gun.
Who's going to be doing your monitoring? '

Who cares.
I no longer have those worries.
And besides...
I know these people can be trusted.
You should read how sincere they are.
I kept the letter they sent me.
You want to read it?

'Why not.
Your enthusiasm is infectious.'

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