Limit Two per Customer
A Poem
Everyone thinks you’re some kind of hustler
They think you want the entire smorgasbord
But they don’t realize
You’re not an easy customer
They think you’ll buy anything dropped in front of you
But that’s not what you want
You’re fine with the limit of two per customer
Because you’ve realized
Anymore is too much to carry
Anymore
And life gets a little hairy
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It’s cool is you have a big family, they can help you carry them 🙂
When you open the last one, write it on the list. It's not just that it's too much to carry. We don't have room to store it anymore.
sweet