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Wally World

Aisle twenty-five and a half.
climate, null.
Voided the first impulse by having
second-thoughts, as timeless as
     no clocks.
 
Where in-store can when be found?
Even by florescent sun-tiles
I seem to gloss my smile around--      Miles
 
or Days
this unearthly gaze...
files through a magnifying-glass      branded
Common-Sense-
-less I'm amazed to ask
 
What department is that in?
Better yet, are many excuses in-stock?
Bitter,            if I can’t find any  
customer
service             to interrogate:
 
Why are there no clocks?
 
Aisle two-thirty. I’ll bet
my cruelty- folded
poker-face, humored by this golden-rule:
       Low Prices
       Pay
       Expectations
       Always.
 
In-store may find
loss for plastic-cost,
treasured, as some time needs
       no clocks
 
If there are none to share,
I'm one wasted will to care.
When I see that smiley-face
without helping-hands in-stock
 
I submit my cart
 
It's too difficult to find a clock inside
 
       Walmart.
Written by BobbyJames
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