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Bermuda Business

Walmart, you are the Bermuda triangle of business. There's no way Mother Nature would birth something so vicious. You treat everyone that comes in your path like a snail You cover them in salt, sit in your theater chair, and laugh laugh laugh No one stays on top forever I see the sun setting on you days of terror If Jack from the Beanstock was real, Instead of throwing a wedding I'd pay him to squash you with his foot!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 11/9/2012 8:31:00 PM
Sharon, love the verse...pd
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Lynn Dolly
Date: 11/9/2012 10:09:00 PM
PD, thank you! :) Cheers!

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