The supermarket calls itself
A “Senior-Friendly” store.
I read the sign and now I wonder
What it’s really for.
Do other shops mistreat the old?
Get nasty if they’re slow?
And how, in this establishment,
Does senior-friendship show?
Perhaps employees push the carts
Of those who look “of age,”
Though senior status often’s not
An easy thing to gauge.
Or maybe certain items sit
On all the lower shelves,
So prunes and other “senior” foods
The old can reach themselves.
I might just stop inside to check
This “Senior-Friendly” place,
But if they’re extra-nice, I’ll wipe
Their smiles right off their face!