The computer like all the rest,

Flashed specials that retailers thought best…

A bewitching brew

Tailored to you,

Regardless of what they suggest.

Lines in the store today

Moved quickly out-of-the-way…

Except one cashier

Painfully clear

She’d earn her bonus today.

Of course moving  to a new line,

Made the log jammed one work out fine…

You wish you’d stayed

It was overplayed,

In this one you’re stuck this time.

But a baby in front, in a carriage–

I hope the fruit of marriage…

Smiled at me

And my soliloquy,

Such a little one don’t disparage!

–Jonathan Caswell

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