"Wal-Mart Style" - a new poem by rags!
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All on Mon Dec 27 09:16:50 2021
"Wal-Mart Style"
by R.A.G Seely
When he was newborn, you felt blessed
But now his head is bald, hairless
His sirer's long since gone senile
You raised your young one Wal-Mart Style
He distended and ceased to dart
Aghast, you chucked out his growth chart
To keep him sated's such a trial
You raised your young one Wal-Mart style
His vocabulary's unclean
His brain is mired, beneath the mean
His imbibing behavior's vile
You raised your young one Wal-Mart style
When you embrace it's cheek-by-jowl
You overlook olfactions foul
Aside your son, you're so servile
You raised your young one Wal-Mart style
Your fry at first seemed worth some fuss
You turned his room to Toys R Us
His body's abb'rantly labile
You raised your young one Wal-Mart Style
His playroom's planted with iPods
Body bloated with biomods
To gain such gifts, he uses guile
You raised your young one Wal-Mart style
A fat finger forever thrusts
Magnet augmentations? A must!
Your progeny's not right, puerile
You raised your young one Wal-Mart style
To stay stupid he is intent
His cyber-pals, prepubescent
Faculties, ever-infantile
You raised your young one Wal-Mart style
-=RAGS=-
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