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The Yelling Guy

The Yelling Guy sits on a stool
outside the pet store everyday
and shouts at passersby in Portuguese
or Spanish or Pig Latin
or maybe no known tongue,
hurling curses
at crackheads and infants alike,
and when I greet him in the morning
he shouts fake Chinese at me.

One day I say,
“Good morning, Mr. Yelling Guy,”
and he doesn’t shout back.

I get concerned and think
maybe he’s mad at me.


©rikpanganiban
june1997

Created by rikomatic
Last modified 2006-07-30 09:20 PM
 

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