Having lunch with my lunchbuddy...
She takes her glass of water, during our pleasant chat,
Puts it to her lip…
Face goes sour… Eyes open disgustedly…
Looks at the glass…
There is some girl’s lipstick on it…
Gets up, going to the restaurant worker, thinking,
“I will complain about this. They ruined my lunch. And stomach’s upset, too… Damn… Will ask her to explain this… Excuse herself…Damn pissed I am.. Disgusting… Can’t they bloody wash the dishes????”
Goes to the counter,
Shows the glass, angry faced:
“Can you explain what this is?”
Answer given in a normal formal way:
“Lipstiiiick…”
“……”
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