Five days late to work this week.
Day 1 - I'm warned.
Day 2 - Warning repeats.
Day 3 - Reprimand issued in writing.
Behold how compassion screwed a kindhearted guy like me.
On Day 1 - I waited for a bus, a little girl beside me.
I allowed the bus to proceed without me to not let the child alone on the corner,
where she could be snatched by slave traders and shipped to who knows where.
Day 2, Day 3 - same story. On the fourth day, I'm fired.
There's a lesson here for goody-two shoes of my ilk.
When to ride Route 88 or no, poses a moral issue,
don't fret, get up earlier and take another bus.
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