That waitress was great
if society were balanced
and proportionate, she
should be a celebrity
adored by all, held up by fans
and critics scrutinizing her
every move, each perfect
quip tossed off, tossed back
to a table of so-called would-be
tough customers won over
like puppy dogs
All would agree she's excellent
because she is.
Some, sure, the unsavory types
would choke the comments threads
rhapsodizing over various parts
irrelevant to her body of work,
her face, her ass - keep it
to yourselves, guys - your proposals
of marriage and things far worse,
your bitter rue over having been
'customer-zoned' come on. It's not
her job to help you fantasize
and her job is amazing
or she sure makes it so.
If the world had proportion
and value and sense, she'd be hailed
and upheld, and praised by all
for it. And we'd never let her go
Never let her move on to something else,
we'd demand a return to form, to how
we knew her then, when and how
she captured our hearts. Come on do it,
do it again like you did back then
when we knew why we anointed you
Yes we do try to own our chosen ones.
Maybe it's best to be excellent
without all the baggage of luxury,
fame
and fun.
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