To The Grumpy Man In The Underground Parking Lot:

Don’t worry. We will squeeze the
bitter out of you and use it
to make Grandma’s German chocolate cake.

Your not-to-be-bothered glare will taste
simply delicious
with milk.

Your humpf to our greeting is
dark chocolate chips–the extra twice

Your frown will be frosting, grown firm
at the edges.
Waiting to be bitten.

In the days before we learn
what you have learned,
you will be our favorite after-school treat.

Even the dog will beg
to lick the plate.


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