Walking through the store
On my way to the check out
My cart will not move
On my way to the check out
My cart will not move
I went through the exit
And now the wheels are locked up
I am stuck in place
Why must you make it
So hard for me to purchase
What I need today
Do you not want my
Money or my love of your stock?
You will have neither.
So long Fred Meyer
You were good while you were here,
May we meet in hell.
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