Short Walmart Poems
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christmas at walmart...
3 aisles of
easter candy
The naked man was fine art
His muscles was like lockhart
His brain was a pea
He was tall as a tree
His muscle parts were ordered from Walmart
Said dear old Santa to his elves,
You will have to go by yourselves.
I am old and tired.
Time that I retired
Just get toys from the Walmart shelves.
There was a certain shopper at Walmart
Who would order a Danish and fart---
But his diarrhea
Gave him an idea---
He'd package and sell it as 'Cherry Tart'
You made a rookie mistake, it is more than obvious
you don’t watch true crime documentaries or you would surely know
never buy murder supplies at the Walmart super store
There once was a man named Art
Who was thrifty and shopped at WalMart
He was happy with life
As he rode on his bike
Till the bearings fell apart ...
By: Kyle Ezra Kriticos
Horrid man in Walmart
Slobbering over a 16 year old girl
Licking your teeth like a rabid dog about to make the kill
Your teeth are nonexistent
My panic is the opposite of your teeth
Plumbing problems in several a nightmare,
closing stores for 6 months which is rare,
gutting them out,
security abound,
shoppers unprepared and downright scared.
11-21-16
Where is fat baby cupid?
I hope he knows I think Valentines day is stupid
Buying expensive gifts at Walmart
Overweight babies shooting love darts
Honestly the whole holiday is simply putrid
The subject of aliens is a big topic today
Here's what I think for the record, I say
Of course they exist
At Walmart, catch my drift?
Their invasion is surely already underway
Actually saw the elusive Yeti last week
At Walmart buying a new pair of skis
Not at all out of place
Next to an alien from space
Let Yeti go first in line as survival I seeked
Talking about aliens is a big topic today
Here's what I think for the record, I say
Of course, they exist
At Walmart, catch my drift?
Their invasion is surely already underway
I look at the prizes
seeing Walmart
Seeing Oriental Trading
Seeing the Dollar store
The children look at the prizes
thinking beauty
thinking razzle dazzle
thinking they have won the lottery
Went to the store for some things I forgot,
driving into the Walmart parking lot,
spied tons of seagulls,
so ran like a bull,
a passerby looking like Alfred Hitchcock.
12-19-16
over years, they had gone apart
because of husband stinky fart
into outdoor she always dart
but, now she used a cart
her face is kinda swart
she got a cute kart
from Walmart
good chart
to start
art
Arms draped around his strong neck
she whispered passionately:
"Let's surrender to these feelings,
- take me!"
He sighed deeply,
this was the third time this week
she had begged to be driven
to Walmart.
The subject of aliens is a big topic today
Here's what I think for the record, I say
Of course they exist
At Walmart, catch my drift?
Their invasion is surely already underway!
© Jack Ellison 2015
my empty car
idles as I shop. . .
Why aren’t my keys with me?
(This happened to me this year on Black Friday.
Lucky for me, I had not locked the car!!)
For Richard Lamoureux's QuestionKu Poetry Contest
TIRED WALMART EMPLOYEE
harried
married
tarried
carried
she was harried, married to a jerk
never tarried, carried on with work
20 January 2018
For contest sponsored by Kim Rodrigues
you push a pipie
you might pray
your words form
a formula
a rode house
a street
a madhouse
a madman dressed in burlap
a court hearing
a presences
a feeling
a song
a picture from Walmart
a wife
a husband
kingdom push
It’s the same form of difference,
each place that I go
Hotel chains and Walmart,
McDonalds that grow
The downtown’s breed stepfords,
banks, dollar stores throng
Identities corporate
—our history bygone
(The New Room: April, 2021)
If you see rhino horns for sale at Walmart
Don't buy one, to save the species must all do our part
But must confess, on my rec room wall
A collection of oddities not that small
Of weird Walmart shoppers' that I recently disarmed
In a blood of sea
That's where I'll be
I do decree
This comes from me
Let loose, I'm free
Decisions came from we
You gave me the key
I did flee
Yee!
Away with my heart
Long ago it did start
Pierced by many a dart
Don't give a fart
I ain't WalMart
If stranded on a tropical island
and could have but 3 things,
I would choose,
A knife.
A box of matches.
And a Walmart.
Siri, locate Walmart
Would you like me to Google Wall Fart?
Siri, locate Wallgreens
I do not understand ‘sallscreens’
Siri, you are stupid
This is about you, not me
Siri, die!
Would you like me to contact the local suicide help center?
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