Father took me to the mall,
To retrieve an awaited thing.
Impatiently, I tapped my foot,
Waiting for the joy it would bring.
Finally, we parked and walked.
But frolicked in, did I.
At the line it became quite clear,
Time it would occupy.
Eventually, I was at the counter,
Asking for the one by name,
A moment later the clerk appeared,
With the long desired game.
Joyfully I took the box,
And tore the thing askew.
Abruptly then I stopped and thought,
f***. I lack a PS2.
edit: meter problem
[edited] 249 2001-12-20 01:10
