For someone who has only complaints
about us,
Mrs. Otis sure comes in a lot.
“I think I’ll take my life
in my hands and try
the creamed chipped beef,”
she says.
“Hot. Not lukewarm.
I only hope I’ll be able to find
some beef in the cream.
And wheat toast, not burnt,
like usual.”
Ruby Frances gives the Jingle Lady
a big smile. She bows.
“Your wish is my command.”