The Pack Shack
Over at the Pack Shack
It gets a little wack
While the girls are selling ice cream
The line makes me want to scream
The tips start to stack
You leave the stand covered in gunk
You start to wonder - what's that junk?
Over at the Pack Shack
It gets a little dirty
Then you will encounter an old man
Who gets a little flirty
- Niamh McDonnell
My Pleasure
Look through the window
The line of cars all the way to Home Depot
The never-ending line
The never-ending line that makes me cry
The food isn't even that good; it's all in the recipe
The wait is long; it's quite the test
But for those waffle fries, we give our best
And when you finally hear "my pleasure," so sweet
You know that chicken sandwich can't be beat
- Denise F.
The Clerk
At 2:00 I walk inside
Bright, beautiful, and all doe-eyed
Little do I know the title that waits for me
That sooner than later I'll be treated like a flea
The title I was given is called "clerk."
The boss tells this with a smirk
The job entails whatever she feels
Not anything that appeals
Writing deposits for what she wants
This is how muscle memory haunts
Filing paper on shelves never-ending
They seriously are mind-bending
I'm only there until 5 o'clock
The minutes go slow and seem to mock
It finally reaches that time
And I leave at 5 o'clock right on the dime
-Alexandra Gluszak
