The Hardware Store
The hardware store's a dying breed
As big box stores invade.
They used to have just what you'd need,
Each item U.S. made.
But now they face a growing threat
'Cause though they're down the block,
Most people hit their cars to get
A wider choice of stock.
You need a hammer and some nails,
A spatula or strainer,
Home Depot's got it - never fails;
To most, it's a no-brainer.
The old and dusty hardware store,
Which passed from dad to son,
Might rate a look-around before
The day there will be none.
Copyright © Ilene Bauer | Year Posted 2013
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