My name is Ronald
as luck would have it
I have charted a course
for mustard
and sundry foodstuffs
What stands in my way?
Twisted stale bread
with salt and salt
and no flavors
I'm a card-carrying important person,
BIG-shot
without time for
alternate routes
that would avoid crushing
a few dusty pretzels
That kid over there
with the burgeoning mustache
will have an opportunity
this very day
to do his job for once
Or perhaps I'll be gracious
and kick them under the
freezer-ass food section
where he can pretend
they were out of his view
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