That Time Of The Month

I saw him and his wifey at the store To the workers there they hurriedly implore, He's looking for this and also for that For the sweets that makes one happy and not fat. Isle through isle he began to run As if in a race and the started had fired his gun, Tossing products into their speeding trolley Their adventure though is indeed a necessity and no folly. Batteries for his tv remote, is quickly tossed in Also is whiskey, beer and gin, Wifey then heads down the feminine products isle Where she looks and browses for quite awhile. The hubby still pushes the trolly as fast as he can So, scared and worried I thought was this running man, He grabbed everything on his wife's shopping list But, his wife still looked angry and seemingly pissed. Then in line they begin to finally check out "THE MORON! FORGOT THIS! " His wife did scream and shout, Then on the hubby's arm she gave him a wicked punch Ohhhhh, I then thought, it's that time of the month. Randy L. McClave