#2,517 Love

A lass serves me my tea with
a loud
Here you go – Love &
I’m jolted by her use of Love
in her address –
am I such?
A
repeat of it when my cleared
plate is taken –
All ok – Love?
& I nod –
I give up my worries –
She is trying –
borrowing trite
lines from better actors –
cast
by circumstance –
She will be
in uni by next month
I heard
her saying –
auld affectations
will not be tolerated up there