POET’S POCKETS

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In my state of acute

Financial distress,

I contemplated

Picking the pockets

Of poets.

I soon realized

That I am the

Only poet

That I know

Personally.

I checked

My pockets,

Anyhow,

Just to see

If I might not

Have hidden

A crisp folded

Bill from myself.

What I found

Instead, was a

Rather elaborate

Gift certificate

From a

Starbucks which

Could be redeemed

At any major

Stripmall,

Where these

Starbucks

Have sprung

Up like weeds

On a mission.

This certificate

Entitled its

Bearer to a free

Vanilla Creme

Frapaccino,

Which could only

Be redeemed with

The purchase of

At least two

Of  the items

Listed below:

Coffe mugs

Of the month,

Chai tea bags

With brewing pots,

Eclectic coffee

Consuming

Implements,

And of course,

After-coffee

Breath -mints.

Needless to say,

This poet went home

Coffee-less, tea-less

And worst of all;

With un-minted breath!

Alice Parris

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