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by Jesse Coghill Farmer poet from Jordan
To visit the mall On Sunday afternoon You gotta be crazy As a cartoon loon. I sit on a bench Watching the show As people come And people go, Nationalities From all localities, The fat, the lean, The in-between, The young, the old, The shy, the bold, Little children Getting lost, Candy wrappers Getting tossed. Henpecked husbands Getting bossed, The short, the tall, They're at the mall. I can't take this More than once Or twice a year. Here comes the missus, I'm outta here!
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