Short Mart Poems

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Wal-Mart

It is where you shop

everything is up for grabs

time everlasting

low prices are the key there

Sam knew what we all wanted
Form: Tanka


Premium Member Jeff Mart Jingle

Years ago I wrote a jingle for a real store.
They didn't know I did, but I did.




The soda pop shop
The soda pop shop
Be sure to stop
In the soda pop shop
If it ain't pop
We ain't got it
Jeff Mart!
Form: Lyric

Premium Member I Wanted To Buy Wal Mart Stock

I wanted to buy Walmart stock
My husband said it was a bad deal
It would never increase in value
I had a different idea, but he is the financial genius
So I backed down
And watched it rise up and up and up and up and up
I am still watching it rise up
But I keep my mouth shut about it

At the Wal-Mart

I was at the local Wal-mart

Where someone sneezed, along with a fart.

At first I was stunned.

Then, I started to run,

and stumbled over my cart.


I knew the germs were in the air,

and that I was getting my fair share.

So, I accepted my fate,

to sit grimly and wait,

armed with chicken soup and a prayer.
Form: Limerick

Kwik-E-Mart

Altiloquent in behavior
Quick to carom
Unabashedly pawky
A labyrinthine of misadventure

Like living in Greenland
Hardly felt warmth
Got the oil-
Wanted nothing more

Silenced your weapon
Named it trust
In the end
Just shot yourself

Like Halloween everyday
Since the mask came on
A new disguise
Darker and darker you stay


Face of a Dead Woman

On her face the portrayal:
Was undeserved betrayal:
While resting in mortuary;
Later in her obituary.
But her photo had come first:
A scream-it-to-The World thirst.
 
But I have my own challenge:
What would finding a thing change?
Lies that could break a strong heart:
She’d shoplifted in a mart?
Or whisper desultory
Alleging adultery
“Man had been a betrayer,
Her face ‘not First Soothsayer…”
Form: Rhyme

Food Parade Super Mart

The large
man underdressed for November
booms at the uniformed
kneeling guy who pushes
chocolate bars on the shelf.
The lady glides, slimly with
forward pressed jaw and
questions in her eyes. I
rush down the aisle,
by the anti-organized children
and duty-bound citizens with
wealth converted into protein,
and worried-looking men.
An array of
cloth color contains bodies.
No music
only machines confidently
stating their instructions.

What You Get Free From Wal-Mart

What You Get Free From Wal-Mart

By Elton Camp

Once you had to pay to see the freak show
Now enjoy it free when to Wal-Mart you go

The fat lady is longer found only at a fair
Go to Wal-Mart and she will be there

Likewise for the Wild Man from Borneo
At Wal-Mart he is anytime that you go

To the cooch show you once paid admission
In Wal-Mart, the sluts are on free exhibition

Many customers will range from X to PG
Shop at Wal-Mart and see it all for free
© Elton Camp  Create an image from this poem.
Form: Rhyme

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