Let Me Go To Target

I want to go to Target

but the Mayors on the TV

says he won't let me out

so I sit at home and pout

The Amazon guy visits my house like two times a day

I got nothing else to do so I just order stuff and pay

I went and got a puppy

to try and keep me company

I got bored of that

So I went and got a cat

I've been in my house for like a month 

It's getting kind of old 

I'm trying to pay for College 

So I hope you read my poem and think "Sold"

This poem is about: 


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