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Filed Under Family Maxims (series) on March 25th, 2011
Family Maxims #21
By Seth Kabala
Have you ever left a retail store
Thinking that all was well?
Soon to find out while you were inside
The whole world had gone to hell
For while you were happy inside for a while
Content to keep getting fatter
An evil soul took a sinister mission
This one? To make you the Mad Hatter
You cross the threshold. You start for your car
All you want to do is go home
And you do get as far as packing things up
Before the moment you wish you’d been cloned
Because if that were the case in this frustrating race
You could avoid the decision
To gun down the clown and get out of town
Before they send you to prison
Who is this clown? This meandering imp?
The one with an immovable ass?
It’s anybody that chooses the center aisle for walking
ME! attitude won’t allow you to pass
I’ve kept my cool. So far obeyed rules
That say stupid people can live
But I make no guarantees for the state of my peeves
Should I happen to be holding a shiv
Thus let it be known. Every house and home
The Kabala family shall never block your passage
We shall hug to the side, let you pass by
We shall keep to ourselves our slow-assage
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