Liberty Robbins Poet Rhyme

The Evil Shopping Cart

In car seats sitting in a parking lot, grocery store
We witnessed a most ghastly gore  
An out of control shopping cart
On a path toward my car door

I yelled, “WHAT DO I DO?!”
When in a panic
One often has no clue

I panicked and raced
To get keys into place
But they landed 
Jingling to the floor
You said, “HURRY!!!!”
I tried my best to scurry

Relieved when the key and ignition
Made love
I threw it in reverse
For the cart wasn’t to be coerced 


When we escaped
Feeling like heroes, caped
We put the groceries on the counter
And made love for an hour

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John Loving Iii January 12, 2012 at 5:48 PM this is how to end a poem quickly. but i don't recommend it. i cant believe it, a whole hour? Liberty Robbins January 12, 2012 at 10:33 PM lol well there may have been a few breaks here and there :)

Brenda Victoria Northeast January 8, 2012 at 5:54 PM Amazing the encounters that provoke us such solace, hehe : ) well done Liberty

Robert Pettit January 8, 2012 at 5:25 PM That's why I don't do my grocery shopping on a windy day. Very descriptive. I hate those shopping carts myself!