...a Hollie Day similar to most,
and if you're not in a hurry, then you're just toast;
you need to run like the dickens just to keep up,
and that's a hard job, I'm no young pup.
She's always ready to pop out the door,
C'mon dad what are we waiting for,
let's go to Tim Hortons, the Main Street one,
iced coffee, yogurt and danish, just for fun.
I don't need to tell you was happened next,
or maybe I do, if you haven't followed my text,
it's Wal-Mart of course, for a new magazine,
there's always at least one that I haven't seen.
Then the redundant pulling of staples,
I wish for loose leaf, and floors of maples,
get out the paper, colors are there, in sheets of two,
pull apart pages, fold them up tight, turn over and apply glue.
Then to the "mecca" of hot machine,
Eric is ready, his wit is keen,
Hollie produces the required number of five,
and Eric encases each one, to make sure they survive.
Eric tells Hollie, something is wrong with that,
this guy Bieber is wearing a Yankees hat,
that's good for a laugh, phtooey the Yanks,
but she likes it and others, gee Eric, thanks.
Next up is Target, some Hello Kitty stuff,
if she had it all, it wouldn't be enough,
so now there are Easter eggs, plastic ones though,
it does'nt matter, Daddy's got dough.
Now, how about Wal-Mart, the other one dad,
do you ever get the feeling, that you've been had?
Look here's Alan Jackson, a new CD,
and just what else might those sharp eyes see.
A sandwich for lunch, a drink and some chips,
out she walks, doing mental back flips,
oh, dad there's a video over at Borders,
dad's secretly glad there are only two daughters.
Lighthouses of Maine, as seen from the air,
different indeed, and really quite rare,
and the cover of course is destined for heat,
if you laminate stuff, it just can't be beat.
I think that completes each and every event,
just wanted to tell you how the day went,
it was more of the same, with little different,
and it was all the same place, to which we went.
So, today I'll relax, and stay by the stove,
it's windy outside, and downright cold,
but I'll go walking, two hats and hand heat,
just need to keep moving my feet.
The coffee's good!
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