The Non- Conformist

THE NON - CONFORMIST

The odd cotton pad,

 I pulled from the pack

was shaped like a

Chinese fortune cookie.

Yet when I opened it,

it looked like a mouth.

What did it want to say?

It was obviously a flaw.

A mistake!

One that passed by unnoticed

through quality control.

Yet I won’t write a letter to complain

nor deem it useless.

It may be different,

but its unexpected arrival

made me smile;

It’s the non-conformist.