It Happened in a Modern Mayberry
Right in the middle of a massive
Walmart parking lot
An enterprising young lady
preyed on cars in a most unusual way
Weaving in and out of crowded lanes with consummate skill
she soaped up every windshield for free - no charge - no bill
Her calling card sticking out from the wipers at a hyper-extended angle
she fully expected to cash in on her ludicrous finagle…
But alas and alack, her business was about to go ka-plooey
For just as she sponged extra soap on her two-hundredth car
The sheriff of the town approached her, trying not to grin
“If you wipe down all them windshields, darling
~ ~ I may not put you behind bars”
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