Fumbling for coins
I got hold of a tuft of notes
a real issue at joints
where coins are rare.
Flashing my notes at the counter
I found no response
the man scorned at me with contempt
a piquant situation instead.
Notes, tens, hundreds and thousands
are discarded and set aside
as if they have no value
paradoxical it sounds indeed.
The perfect change should be there
wherever you go all the way
no bargain is possible at the juncture
ironical it seems in fact.
That be the cause all through
a proper sail through is experienced
with an exact commitment
however, small or big it might be.
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