Alphabet Poems – Aggravation


Z.C. Angel

Annoying customers

giving attitude for no reason at all.

Going from nice to a heifer in seconds

revealing their inner bitch. Those fucking smoochers

annihilate my space with their shitty mood. Their calls

vibrate my peaceful mind

and I just stand there, help, and act kind.

Tip toe around the screaming heathens

insisting that they are rotten. Smile until

obnoxious heifer leaves: that’s the rule.

Nobody leaves empty handed unless they want to die: my rule.







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