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No More Perfect Strangers
by Philip F De Pinto
No more perfect strangers
Did as yet exist
I and she she and I
As ever made eye contact
As ever sat adjacent one from the other
Riding a bus into Manhattan
And she looking up from her I - phone
Saying excuse me Sir
Would you perchance have change of a dollar?
I said sorry Miss - I don't have a change of a dollar
But what I have is change of heart
She said she'd gladly take that change of heart
Save she had no heart to commence that exchange
I said oh and why is that?
She said for reason someone stole it
I said who did that?
She said you did Sir just now
The funny thing is
I would have admitted the same thievery to the Miss
Had she perchance asked me if I had change of heart
07/19/2014 Author's Note: and was there ever an ode as corn fed as this one?
Posted on 07/19/2014
Copyright © 2023 Philip F De Pinto
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