GLYMPH AND MCFADDEN
She came out of the lunch counter
speeding - even though she was on
foot. 'Lunchtime, on the run,' she said.
Secretary to the Tax Adjuster; a law
office in old City Hall. She swept past
the Christmas decorations, moving
ahead like no tomorrow could wait.
An 8 ft. candlestick, higher than her
head; a toy soldier, bearing a wicked
grin; and, yes, the old, secular, stand-by
Santa, leering for cookies, and Coke,
and kids.
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