The items come in a sequence
There is no intelligence
Not geometric or arithmetic
Recursive or explicit
The relationship is implicit
I’m checking groceries
And your life is more with it
Nobody cares now if I’m acting the fool
Wasting my time ragging teachers at school
Failing my grades while adjusting my hair
Buying a helping of “life’s so unfair”
Wistful memories of school
The lofty dreams that we set
Eclipsed by boredom, shame
Fear and regret
No time for nostalgia
Here comes one more cart
Have a nice day Mam
Thanks for shopping at Walmart