Beautiful to the core she was standing by the counter,
Trying to handle irate clients, trying to sort the blunder.
Confidence was her trait and command on her language made people wonder.
Guys coming to her laundry store to get the clean shirts cleaned.
And her professional attitude would leave their hopes to sunder.
Something caught her eye maybe it’s that guy new to the thunder.
As it is she ignored because other than her goals rest everything was buckle under.
But the face looked familiar, she asked herself was it Jordan I wonder?
“Why didn’t he come up to me”? “Why didn’t he talk”? “So rude can he be” she chuntered.
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