Menards
Oh Menards how I hate thee
Every time I go to your store and see
Nothing but anger ignites in my body
Something about the for sale port-a-potties
Or maybe it’s you rclerks
How they always give me such a smirk
Possibly that you don’t sell Diet Pepsi by liter
Oh how my teeth teeter
Your store really angers me
Oh so depressingly
Change it up maybe sell some fun
I guarantee others feel this and I’m not the only one
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