Submit a Poem Get Your Premium Membership  The Grocery  Written
by: Amy Lowell | Biography  | Quotes (5) |  "Hullo, Alice!"
"Hullo, Leon!" "Say, Alice, gi' me a couple O' them two for five
cigars, Will yer?" "Where's your nickel?" "My! Ain't you close!
Can't trust a feller, can yer." "Trust you! Why What you owe
this store Would set you up in business. I can't think why
Father 'lows it." "Yer Father's a sight more neighbourly Than
you be. That's a fact. Besides, he knows I got a vote." "A vote!
Oh, yes, you got a vote! A lot o' good the Senate'll be to
Father When all his bank account Has run away in credits.
There's your cigars, If you can relish smokin' With all you owe
us standin'." "I dunno as that makes 'em taste any diff'rent.
You ain't fair to me, Alice, 'deed you ain't. I work when
anythin's doin'. I'll get a carpenterin' job next Summer sure.
Cleve was tellin' me to-day he'd take me on come Spring." "Come
Spring, and this December! I've no patience with you, Leon,
Shilly-shallyin' the way you do. Her