Pop Can Sally
Pop can Sally stock my pop.
Push the new stuff back!
Bring the old stuff to the front
and space them just a crack.
Sell me one to quench my thirst
but make me get my own.
Reaching further to the back
where cooler ones are known.
Take my change from out of pocket.
Thanks for this cold pop.
Refreshing when I pull it's tab
and help to blow it's top.
Guzzling down what rushes out
and soon to quench my thirst.
Swallowing it quickly now;
allowing it to burst.
Empty now a once full can.
Thirsty nevermore.
Thanks to Sally and her pop.
The Pop Can Sally Store.
Copyright © Trevor Mcleod | Year Posted 2013
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