WALMART Nights
1-24-05
One late night around 1am or 2, I found myself in Walmart with some shopping to do,
People suprised me in their jammies as they walked around, Some with fuzzy slippers, They walked without a sound,
A late night invasion had somehow come to be, Aliens of every kind, apparently no dress code necessary,
Their hair unbrushed, Like a birds nest worn on top, They could'nt sleep I guess, So they came here to shop,
I thought, "Is this the society that Walmart creates", Laziness and bad grooming, It left my mouth with a bad taste,
My eyes open wide to see each freak that roamed free, AAnd that's when I noticed, "My socks didn't match", guess that freak is also me.