GIVE ME A HELLO
To her station I had gone
To get my belly singing happily in the highest sone-zone.
Being attended to by her colleague at the counter,
To her colleague's duty station she took a saunter.
Already negotiating with her colleague,
She gave me a stare that was goodly oblique
As though she had missed seeing my face
And was glad to be honoured now with this rare grace.
I didn't pay to the glance, much attention,
Rather I played pretention.
Then she spoke out, a jovial fellow
Smiling playfully, "Won't you say hello?"
By this action was I stunned;
By disbelief, I was gunned.
Maybe I was blushing,
My blood seemed to be rushing.
I smiled back at her like a child;
She was so mild.
I then gave her the hello
Her reaction made my heart feel as though it were listening to a playing cello.
We hit a conversation, very short
But sweet of some sort
My order is ready,
I pick it up slow & steady.
While I take my leave, she flashes another smile
That makes my heart run a mile.
I scurry off like a hare
But truth be laid bare
She touched, so warmly, my heart.
I cannot wait to re-act this part