Velveteen 0 Report post Posted April 29, 2005 For years you worked thereIn an endless routine of salesNever expensive just small amountsDifferent people for different timesHomeless, runaways, pervertsYou dealed with all of themBut nowYou are goneNo more slurpeesOr cheap coffeeHot dogs made from dogsStrange taquitosShot over a candy barBut your spirit lives onIn our heartsAsAbdul the 7-11 clerk Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
