Watermelon

Welcome! Please take a seat
Exchange some politeness:
The strangeness of the weather, and now:
Sandwiches - layering pleasant
Before - I hesitate -
You must absorb the truth:
As I will be relinquishing

The delinquent in

The room - not my fault!

This result!

Yet I’m listening to you speaking

I can hear the words you’re saying

but I can’t quite compute:

Why is it that you

Think that we do not do

Enough to push through

That whom you pushed through

Into the wide world. It

Might seem I'm churlish;

(These words are in my head)

But you're doing my head in!

I can hear what you’re saying

You’re paying – certainly paying

But your words don’t make sense

You speak dollars and cents

And get so incensed!

But surely if it's homework:

That’s got to be your bag.

I won’t ring your doorbell after hours to nag.

Will not roll out my sleeping bag

Set fire to your lawn as I brown

My poor-man’s supper;

Get indigestion over comprehension.

(Have you got any cocoa?)

No and no and no!

We’re all doing our best:

Johnny didn’t pass the test

Johnny didn’t do the essay

Or the story

And the glory

You anticipate

Will surely evaporate

Unless you both cooperate.
Now it's back to sandwiches
Something nice:
Handwriting style?
The next one lingers at the door
Time to build my next rapport.

I can hear what you’re saying

But ten minutes are up.

Your turn to batter up:

It’s your watermelon, lady.