I hate it when this is the first thing they say "A question please"
Just before lunch, this could kill the ability to eat.
Sure mess up my break, just add stress to me.
How about a note- just slip to to me "Please."
You know if ther is one there are a million.
When does one have time to think.
We all need a moment of rest.
Coming just at me, from every direction-get a grip "Please"
I know there are days like this
Patience has it's vertue.
That is why aI invented kids
Can someone else get that "Please"
A contest entry
- a question ... by PrabhuDayal Khattar.
400 points, ended July 15, 16 entries
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Comments
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Indeed a different take yet quite powerful interpretation you did..well done..

