Oh no, here comes Brenda,
I could not be more annoyed,
My body goes into flight mode,
My mind screams out “Avoid!”
I can’t take the risk of her seeing me,
I’ll do all in power,
To avert an insipid conversation in which,
She will talk for hours.
But no escape route seems plausible,
There’s no disguise that will help,
To change course now would only serve to make,
A spectacle of myself.
But I fear it is too late,
As here Brenda draws nigh,
And there’s no mistaking that she has,
Looked me straight in the eye.
So I think of excuses I could make,
My mind begins to race,
While I plaster a huge, phony,
Smile on my face.
A Herculean effort that takes,
Every fiber of my being,
But never quite prepares me,
For what it seems that I am seeing.
For Brenda pulls her hat down low,
She pulls her coat collar high,
Ducks a bit, increases her pace,
And quickly walks on by.