She waited to whisper in my ear.
They don’t do things the way they used to, it seems.
But the new manager is so nice.
Then after the long wait to be called, the dogs and cats retreated with their owners.
They had little choice, bread was buttered on one side only.
But aren’t we lucky?
We just say yes or no.
And when we can, we invent the terms of engagement….and endearment.
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