Bright red apples
Oranges and lemons yellow
Ranks of coloured fruit
Just designed to keep you mellow

Some aisles are bright and healthy
Packed with fibre and juice
Some are meant for sinners
Jerky, chutney and prunes

There are the aisles of regret
“Meals for one” “Pet food, reduced”
There are aisles of scorn
“Organic fruit, sustainably produced”

The people you never meet
Are mysteries with blank faces
They push their carts past you
With slow, even paces

There are grannies and moms
And also MILFs and cougars
There are old men buying Beefaroniā„¢
And gay couples choosing sugars

Grocery shopping is a surgical slice
Through the heart of the collective soul
What you don’t see in the aisles
Is what eventually keeps us whole

Bright red apples
Oranges and lemons yellow
Ranks of coloured fruit
Just designed to keep you mellow