The Walmart Greeter

The Walmart greeter in my town Is short and fat with the face of a clown Her cheeks are rouged a brilliant hue Her lips are painted a deadly blue Her hair is sparse and greying She wears a toothless smile She pushed a cart into my hands And shoved me down the aisle She is in charge of every cart Helping patrons shop the mart Answers questions every day Where's the diapers? Where to pay? Do you sell rackets for the courts? Where do I return these under shorts? Where's the bathroom? I lost my keyes Can you find my husband, please? So when you pass a Walmart store Remember the greeter at the door Although her guise may seem uncanny Don't forget she's someone's granny!