By Elton Camp
I circle through the parking lot
Then an empty space I spot
I’m just about to pull in
A cart’s blocking it again
Though the corral is nearby
To put it away, they didn’t try
Once I get into the store
There’s a struggle I abhor
All the carts are stuck tight
To separate one is a fight
When I try to roll ahead
“Let’s go right,” it said
Finally I get to the aisle
There to have another trial
Woman and cart in the way
It’s in the middle she’ll stay
Ingredients to slowly read
Gives to others no heed
Finally, back to the parking lot
There, what shock I got
On my car there’s a deep dent
Where a run-away cart went
Those odious carts I again curse
To them, I am much averseStatistics: Posted by Misspears — 06 Jun 2014, 13:08
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