So last year this time I decided to write this chime, after watching nuts in a store. I just wanted to watch at my shore. I figured it would be good blog fodder for me and I had some time to kill before going to the other sea.
Two women fought over a turkey.
It looked as small as jerky.
I guess they needed more,
Or waited late at their shore.
There were more cars there,
Then a car lot has to spare.
If you wanted to park,
You'd have to find a place with no mark.
Carts were filled to the brim.
Are these people dim?
I can see forgetting a thing or two,
But enough to feed a whole zoo?
Shelves were good and bare.
I did spot some hair.
That made me think, yummy.
Want some hair with your gummy?
One guy elbowed a little old lady,
Yeah he was quite shady,
To grab a can of some crap.
He took off as she began to flap.
Another lady took the last cart.
A whiner had to go make a dart.
He found one in the corral.
He was quite the foul mouthed pal.
One took his whole arm,
And caused a shelf harm.
Yep, the guy took his arm and plopped all in his cart.
All that canned crap can't be good for the heart.
People were as grumpy as can be,
Not very Christmas like at their sea.
Carts were rammed here and there,
You'd swear we were at an American lair.
Some whined they still had to wrap.
Another whined he needed a map.
Yep, he was lost in the store.
Or maybe he just needed to shop more.
And that was my walk.
I didn't even talk.
I just strolled on in and out.
My, what angry shoppers can shout.
Why wait until the last day? Are they that nuts at their bay? Think they are going to get some big deal? Like those things are ever really real. I guess the cheer doesn't count in the store. Nuts going in and out each door. Glad I needed nothing at all. But fun to watch at my hall. Not that I want to do it again. Rather go play with a hen. You shoppers sure aren't a merry mass. You scare my little rhyming ass.
Enjoy your winter, smash a printer.