It was late afternoon at the Shopping Mall, crowded with shoppers, when the distraught Banta dashed to a phone and called a cab. Then he stood there outside until the taxi drove up. <br />'Where to Sir? ' the driver asked. <br /> <br />'Just keep driving around the parking lot.' he answered. 'I`m afraid I`ve lost my car again.'<br /><br />Edwin Drood<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/banta-at-the-shopping-mall-a-funny-story/
