By Donna Marrin
Round and round the parking lot
An hour just to find a space.
The gun’s been fired and I’m off!
In the local mall shopping race.
The electronic doors don’t work today—
I crash face first into the glass.
A heap of elbows jab my ribs,
Folks behind me pushing past.
I clutch my ergo shopping bag,
INHALE before this shopping-fest,
Scan my list, clutched tight in fist,
Ready to begin my quest.
Buzzing about like compost flies,
A mass of human bumper cars,
I’m banged and bumped so frequently,
My eyes are seeing twinkle stars.
Warriors rampage through the aisles,
Eyes ablaze with manic glaze,
Were I buck naked on a pogo stick,
I know they’d flit right by, unfazed.
I search in vain for “Perfect Gifts.”
Up and down. Around and round.
Hours later, a gourmet cheese grater
And argyle socks are all I’ve found.
I wad my list into a ball,
And fling it down the gadzoozles aisle.
Away I go to home sweet home
To shop online. And now, I smile.
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Donna Marrin is a freelance Senior Writer/Editor specializing in corporate communications and advertising. She also founded and runs the Markham Village Writers. You can visit their website at www.markhamvillagewriters.com