The Mint Lady
The Glory that is Gloria: An Ode

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I pull into Wendy's and what do I see?
The Mint Lady opening the door just for me!

With her quick little walk and a peppermint smile
She makes overpriced food all too worthwile

She refills my drink, she picks up my trash,
She hands me a mint, then she's off with a flash

Although I don't understand her accented speech
I know it was nice 'cause she's a sweet little peach!

Seeing the Mint Lady always makes my day
Until I'm locked out of English for being muy tarde.

She says she'll move back to Mexico to be with her people,
She'll probably have to, 'cause I think she's illegal

Me, Mike, Kim and my Sidekick will miss her a bunch
Because we'll have no where else to hang out at lunch

But, I know she'll remember us wherever she goes,
Because of the day she called us amigos.



by Noelle McManus 6/9/98

The Beatnik Version
The mint lady comes
every day
She opens the door for us
and smiles
She gives us
mints.

Life.




By Heidi

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