"WE NEVER CLOSE!" in letters two feet high
above the drug store halfway down the block.
If that be so, I asked the sign and sky,
Then why does every door here have a lock?
And anyway, what good to anyone
does such insomniacal commerce do?
A snacker desperate for honeybuns
at 3 am, as well as Theraflu?
To open up at six or so, and close
at midnight, even one, will well suffice.
I'll wager there's no cold nor runny nose
can't wait that long; if not, well, pay the price!
And as for those who might well look askance--
They'll learn to buy their condoms in advance!
1 comment:
A little silliness--it helps every now and then. Even if it's not great poetry. :)
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