Jenny!

Busy people come and go,

not a single one I know,

keeping paces with the flow;

all except for Jenny.

“Jenny!”  

Jenny throws a penny,

dashes among strangers’ legs,

“Come here, Jenny!”

“Go and catch her

quickly, son!”  the mother begs.

“Jenny!”  “Jenny!”

“Where is Jenny?”

“There she is!”

“What did she take?”

“No!  No!  Jenny!”

“Put that back

right now, Jenny, before you break…”

“I’m so sorry,

here’s some money…”

“Jenny!”  “Jenny!

that’s not funny!”

“Jenny-Jen,

where are you, honey?”

*distant screech*

“Oh, there she is!”

Travelers queued

at Gate C-5

increasingly become alive

as mother’s shouts intensify,

“Jenny!”  “Jenny!”  “JENNY!”

This true experience I blog

and cannot help but chuckle

about Bill Cosby’s monolog

as I clip my seat buckle!

~ae