by Poetry99
© 2001 Dorothy E. Scott, all rights reserved
Another day in the grocery store.My pocketbook is looking mighty poor.
Price of groceries has risen to an exorbitant price.
From dairy products to a bag of long grain rice.
Meat to bread all carry their own special barcode.
I think it should read, Manufacturer's Gold."
Another day in the grocery store.
My pocketbook is looking very poor.
My stomach rumbles of discontent.
As I watch my hard earned money spent.