Clean up on aisle -A Poem by willwebWhy do I love grocery shopping? Kids throwing tantrums for candy they’ll never get “Little brats” Mom ignoring them looks angry, oh two boxes of tampons on the conveyor belt, that explains it Shopping carts filled like the Wednesday before Thanksgiving Bigger, better, new and improved, 25% more, less sugar, zero
carbs What the hell is a trans fat, sounds like something on a
muscle car Free samples around every corner “Would you like to try some squid flavored hummus? It’s on special today?” Sure, what aisle has pepto? Milk, always at the farthest point from the doors 1%, 2%, whole, skim, chocolate, almond " almond? How do you milk an almond? Babies crying, babies are always crying (In a few years it’ll be wanting that candy too) Riding in one of those plastic race car looking things It’s nice they give jobs to the elderly But, the express lane " really That’s right gramdma, it’s an avocado, not a grape I move, one full cart space up, maybe two Great, price check " price check? How many times have you wrung up the same thing? Finally made it to the gossip rags: Hilary’s having an affair with Barrack and she has his blue dress to
prove it Kirstie Alley is fat again, no she’s thin, no she’s fat, oh crap, she’s
John Travolta “Hi, how you doing? Great, nice to see you again” (Who the hell was that?) Why do I love grocery shopping? It sure as hell beats being alone © 2014 willwebReviews
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11 Reviews Added on June 27, 2014 Last Updated on June 27, 2014 AuthorwillwebTXAboutHi, I am willweb. Maybe you remember me and maybe you don't. I have been writing here on and off for years. I pop in and write and read and comment and make friends and learn new things. I enjoy maki.. more..Writing
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