Your prescription is ready,
The
pharmacy wrote.
Reminders
were steady,
Each
day a new note.
I
gave in at last,
Just
a ten minute stroll.
Get
it over with fast
Was
my Saturday goal.
No
big deal, but a chore
I
did not want to do.
When
I entered the store,
It
was quiet; I knew
That
I’d goofed, for my watch
Said
‘twas 1:35,
Which
means that I did botch
When
I chose to arrive.
From
1:30 to 2,
They
pull down every gate
So
the pharmacy crew
Can
have lunch; no debate.
Though
annoyed at myself
(I’d
forgotten this fact)
Nothing
on any shelf
Made
this shopper react.
So
I left, even though
Today’s
task wasn’t done
But
tomorrow, I’ll go
Before
break time’s begun.
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