On my way to Wally World,
Squirt bottles buying I went,
Like the big kid I am,
Through all the roadside puddles splashed I,
Passed a golf course I chanced to flash,
Upon a time long ago there lived a lover of the sport,
Worst putter on the earth,
Flags bless them were flying,
Got cat litter and a small bag of food,
Walmart clay kitty litter same price,
Cat food nine and a half dollars for six and a half pounds,
Then off to Kwik Star check my account,
Bought breakfast sandwich(eggs) and two donuts more frosty then donut,
Five dollars worth of gas,
Came home,
Only then did I discover,
No squirt bottles did I buy,
Pity the two we had bought when Sherry was her were not tucked where yesterday I finally found Pat’s nativity,
The last two Christmas’s were with naked stable,
No I know where the animals and shepard and little family are.
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