Clearance Rack

She entered the store With list in hand Hating every moment Knowing no one would understand Who hates shopping It is supposed to be fun But to the clearance girl Just something else to be done She carefully went to XL Knowing nothing would fit The color would be odd But she would take what she can get Maybe she would try again A credit card would provide choices But then, she played it out And succumbed to the voices .........YOU WILL NEVER GET WHAT YOU DESIRE Settling had always worked Why would she try a different way Dressing nice, at this point Would leave her broke at the end of the day Sloppy bum, ain't bad, really Especially for folk, just gettin' by Life is being lived just fine Without having to confront THAT particular lie She walked out of the store With nothing to account for the trip So she stopped at the beauty store To buy bleach for her hairy lip Who cares that there are stores Of every kind in this nation Shopping is torture When you have no grid for pleasant sensations .....WORK, WORK, WORK ..............and yet nothing is for YOU!!!! Written by Trudy Schrader on 07-21-2019 Note: My son taught me how to shop yesterday, and we had a wonderful adventure!