A poem about Wal-mart and why it isn’t so bad.

Sales everyday

Everything you need to buy

Equal employment opportunity

Hot deli food

Even an auto mechanics

 

The days fly by

like clockwork

everyone comes back

Yet nobody claims to like it

But it holds many surprises

 

That creepy door greeter

The cart-pusher screaming in the parking lot

It is all another day at Wal-Mart

A zoo of peoples

A trip to Wal-Mart’s always funny.

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  • ceegirl on Feb 14, 2010

    Yeah that’s Wal-Mart.

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