Retail KingA Poem by Elvis GilleyHow I see Wal Mart.A stumbled step Trips my soul will behold Weakened knees Lead to pain untold
Aching joints Freezing feet Unkind words My ears oft meet
Chattering fools Waddling lines Wandering aimless Accepting these times
Hopelessly I stand Biting my lip For impatience Is the cup from which I sip
Another toy,
Another Christmas is gone Precious hours lost Never more to return I can’t afford their cost
So congratulations On another venture To the retail king For it is their praises we sing
© 2012 Elvis Gilley |
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Added on December 27, 2012 Last Updated on December 27, 2012 AuthorElvis GilleyNew Brocton, ALAboutI love writing poetry about life, spirituality, and love. I have been writing for many years. Though I feel I posses a gift for it, I am learning. I love photography. Black and whites are my favorite .. more..Writing
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