In Search of the Wii, an Original Poem
Twas after christmas, and birthday cash, too.
I saved up enough for Nintendo Wii, all brand new.
I called up the Best Buy, and to my dismay.
No wii’s are in stock, try again on monday.
I asked him at once, will there be lines at the store?
To which he replied, yes lines, out the door.
What time do you open, good liege of best buy?
And could you save one for me, or at least say you’ll try?
10am sharp, he pronounced with a tone,
And no reservations, each man for his own!
Broken hearted inside, I disconnected the line,
Not knowing if come monday, everything would be fine.
Should a friend wish to help me, they could take my place at the store,
At 10am on a monday, in return for a friendly game of wii bowling, or three, or four.
Inquire within, my friends, contact me!,
If you’re available next monday, to get me my wii!
