It's An Oxymoronic World
I took my kids to the Country "Fair"
Where every price sure was not
Like five dollars for a cup of coke
Seven to ride the tea pot!
My young son fell off the pony ride
So drove off to "Urgent" Care
We spent so long in the waiting room
My mail was delivered there!
This morning went shopping at "Whole" Foods
For our weekly food need list
I couldn't buy a whole cart of food
Sure meat will never be missed.
Then I left to see my relatives
On the "Turn"pike in P-A
I missed my exit and you know what
You can't turn around, no way!!!
This sad oxymoronic nightmare
Happens more often than not
Go to Dollar Store with just a buck
Nothing will cost what you've got!
8/27/2016
Copyright © Cindi Rockwell | Year Posted 2016
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