he kept a cactus
with a small sign that said
do not water
his office was very neat
he was a small man with small hands
and kept the books
and got yelled at
occasionally
he just frowned and went about
his business
one day
he got cute and blamed me for something
I had nothing to
do with
I wasn’t angry
he was such a worried little guy
who knows what he thought
rushing around
peeking under doors
poor little guy
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