Tuesday, April 5, 2011

National Poetry Month 2011, Day #5: The Fat Cop in My Circle K

The fat cop in my Circle K
is holding up the line today.

His "Where's the frosted sprinkles?" gripe
fulfills the fat cop stereotype.

While he tells the cashier about his latest heart surgery,
his heart fails to open for those of us in a hurry.

"Officer, can I report a crime?
Somebody is getting away with stealing my time!"

Taking another donut bite, the cop cajoles,
"I'm sorry, Sir; your case is full of holes."

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