A Visit To the Flea Market

A Visit To The Flea Market By Elton Camp Over 200 vendors the sign does say Leave the Interstate to come our way For here you’ll find bargains galore How could you possibly ask for more The advertising signs made us bite We wanted to learn if they’re right As soon as we went through the door There was a stench we did abhor Of moldy old things that are unclean I’m sure that you know what I mean Who would ever once have thunk There could be such overpriced junk “Oh, but they’re treasures,” some say But we didn’t come to see it that way Tacky figurines were laying everywhere Even if they’re free, what would we care There was Elvis on velvet poorly drawn It was enough to produce such a yawn Two cherubs an ugly lamp did support From China it was a sleazy import We saw a sofa faded, worn and torn It was surely made before I was born But then, what a pleasant surprise The object that fell before my eyes It was a magnificent moose head Just right to go above my bed With it under my arm, I went out the door Very glad that I stopped at that fine store