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Convenience Store Daughter


Among the Linoleum Isles

And the buzz of plentiful products

Of chips and dip along with other

Items begging to be purchased

Sits the latest item to your convenience:

Your child.

She will smile

When you want

And she will comply with your time.

All without the bind of a bond.

She will wait on the shelf for your

attention

and love.

All these things for such a small

and amazing price.

Come and get your own

Convenience Store Daughter

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