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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

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 1/12/2012 5:48:00 PM
this is how to end a poem quickly. but i don't recommend it. i cant believe it, a whole hour?
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Liberty Robbins
Date: 1/12/2012 10:33:00 PM
lol well there may have been a few breaks here and there :)
Date: 1/8/2012 5:54:00 PM
Amazing the encounters that provoke us such solace, hehe : ) well done Liberty
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Date: 1/8/2012 5:25:00 PM
That's why I don't do my grocery shopping on a windy day. Very descriptive. I hate those shopping carts myself!
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