Tuesday, September 1, 2015

His Cashier



“When years ago you came to see
        Me every Wednesday night,
You used to fill my heart’” said she,
         “With moments of delight.
You never missed a single time,
        I’m sure you missed not one,
But what you brought me sweets, and now
        You simply bring me none.”
She pouted, looked at him askance,
And nearly squelched him with her glance.

“When years ago I used to go
        To see you Wednesday nights,”
Said he, “my dear, I had the price
        Of chocolate delights.
I had the handling of my cash,
        And used to take delight
In bringing you a box of sweets
        On every Wednesday night.
I’ll do it now,” said he quite brash,
“If you will let me have the cash.”



Sept. 1, ‘10




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