Mayhem
The sweat is pouring down my brow
a hint or two of panic
all around me,mad wild eyes
the place is going manic
People shove and people push
some don"t know what to do.
Others grin sadistic smiles
but they are but a few
A husband screams,he"s had enough
he"s struggling to breath.
Every year,its just the same.
Food shopping,Christmas Eve
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