Oh great beckoning symbol
Of consumerism’s delights
You beseech me to enter through
Your magical electric doors
And find a red cart to glide smoothly
Through your aisles
Your unfailing eagerness
To accept my debit card,
(Magnetic stripe facing down)
Thrills and excites me
As nothing else can
Your endless racks of garments,
Shelves full of cosmetics,
Movies and sateen sheets
Beguile me
Your love for me is equal
To my own for you
You accept me as I am
We are one
We have a perfect symbiotic
Relationship
You judge me not
Nor I, you
I love you, Target ®
