Have you ever zoomed
Down an aisle in those
Really old shopping carts?

Leaning one way or
The other, in between people
And their old dinky carts?

You may be racing an imaginary
Defensive football player,
Dashing for that last touchdown
To win the champion game.

But when you get there,
A touchdown you get not.
But something much worse:

A crash, boom, bang, kirplunk,
As you collide into that gigantic
Pyramid of canned tomato paste.

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