She came out...

...with an arm full, of binders and stuff;
so, I knew I was in for more than enough;
photos and clippings, and last weeks mail,
paychecks and binders, I went pale.

That's when I knew what kind of day it would be,
so we left the driveway while I could still see,
off in a hurry, right up the road,
at least she finally sat down her load.

She had been out shopping or scouting you know,
she knew just how many stores there were to go;
she had cased them, like a thief in the night,
knew where stuff was, and she had it right.

So a brief stop at Tim Hortons, the Main Street one,
a paper to Peggy - that old son-of-a-gun;
that straight up to Wal-Mart, in Brewer, Maine,
at least Mary was happy to see us - - again.

Then in the parking lot, get out the knife,
CD's to open, staples to come out, please,
we had Jewell, and a Dog City thing,
who knows what pleasures these will bring.

Ever so slowly, it's too early you know,
over near Staples to a parking lot we go;
cut with the trimmer, be carful Dad!
Then a whoopie pie, first strawberry ones she's had.

Finally! They're open! It's almost "santa claus" time.
Staples opened their doors, promptly at nine;
she rushes in all of her stuff in tow,
they won't know what hit 'em, that's all I know.

Then we headed to Borders, a book that she wants,
besides that store is one of her favorite haunts;
there's the book, twenty-five dollars worth,
about all fifty states, it's for July Fourth.

Then, of course, we hit one more store,
over to Target, I don't know what for;
oh, now I remember, the wanted CD;
and one other thing, I forgot, now let's see.

Then it's breakfast for lunch, Governors' will do,
a Philly Cheesesteak Omelet, how's that sound to you?
We ate our meal, while iced coffee was drank,
please one more thing at Staples. How does that rank?

So, one more project under her belt,
we're at the end of the hand I was delt;
a pleasant trip, an expensive one to,
but we had a good time, how about you?

That's a typical Hollie Day!