The Idiots

It's an outrage, I'm so angry,

This rage I can't control,

My heart is pounding like a drum,

Somebody's gonna roll.

I popped out to the shopping mall,

Hand baskets it did state,

An idiot with 13 things,

Is making me so late.

My patience just explodes,

At supermarkets when,

When Idiots fill their baskets,

With items more than ten.